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To  Hull,  and  such  heroes,  a  garland  we  raise, 
Their  valour  in  battle  exulting-ly  praise. 


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AMERICAN 

PATRIOTIC  SONG-BOOK 


HUZZA,  FOR  THE  AMERICAN  TARS  ; 
OR,  HULL  AND  VICTORY. 

WRITTEN  BY  CHARLES  HARFORD. 

On  the  capture  of  the  Guerrierre,  a  British  Fri- 
gate, o/49  guns,  by  Captain  Hull,  of  the  American 
Frigate  Constitution,  of  44  guns,  after  an  action 
of  30  minutes,  when  the  Guerriere  was  blcwr  vp. 


Ye  brave  defenders    (  of  your     country's 


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cause.         Receive      the  triumph  of  its  loud   ap- 


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plause  ; 


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Your  valor  put     si     haughty  foe  to 


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flight,        Who  tiaj-'d  our  tars    to  mtet  liim  in  the 


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fight: 


Three  cheers  proclaim'^  the  Constitution 


free         From  vaunting  threats  of  ruthless  tyranny, 
Al'egretto. 


I      m        «m  4—    '■'»■!  ■  —  m  ■!■  ■   •*  ■  in     ■      ■        ii  W-^m 


Columbia's  banners  now  proclaim  her  tars   Tri- 

Svcond  Time  Chorus. 


umpuaiit  ride  the   se:i  \        And    glo  -  ry  swells  the 


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{Jump  of  tame,  To  gallant  Hull  and  vie  -to  -  rv. 


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Britannia's  fkg  usurp'd  the  mountain  wave, 

And  claim'd  her  pow'r  to  murder  and  enslave  ; 

"  The  pathless  deep,"  by  Nature's  God  made  free, 

She  proudly  said,   "  shall  all  belong  tome  P* 

But  in  her  claim  Columbia  found  a  flaw  ; 

Hull  tried  the  cause,  and  gain'd  by  Cannon  Law. 

Heroic  Chief — thro'  endless  time  thy  name 
Will  stand  recorded  on  the  lists  of  fame: 

A  brave  Commander ,  and  his  Country's  friend? 

On  whom  she  could  in  danger's  hour  depend." 
Thro'  ev'ry  age  thy  noble  worth  will  raise 
The  grateful  tribute  of  unbounded  praise. 

To  gallant  Bush,  and  h:s  immortal  band, 
Who  fell  with  glory  in  the  famous  stand; 
A  mourning  country  will  to  them  eiect 
The  monument  of  its  unfeign'd  respect  ; 
That  death  may  also  to  their  fame  conspire, 
At  freedom's  shrine  bid  valour's  sons  expire. 


OUR  NAVY. 

ON  wings  of  glory,  swift  as  light, 
The  sound  of  battle  came, 
The  gallant  Hull  in  glorious  fight, 
Has  won  the  wreathes  of  lame. 

Let  brave  Columbia's  noble  band, 
With  hearts  united  rise, 
Swear  to  protect  their  native  land, 
Till  sacred   Freedom  dies. 

Let  brave  Decatur's  dauntless  brea6t 
With  Patriot  ardor  glow, 

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And  in  the  garb  •!  viet'ry  drest, 
Triumphant,  blast  the  foe. 

Lot  brave  Columbia's  noble  band,  &c. 

And  Rodgers,  with  his  gallant  crew 
O'er  the  wide  ocean  ride, 
To  prove  their  royal  spirit  true, 
And  crush  old  Albion's  pride. 

Let  brave  Columbia's  band.  &c 

Then  li.til  another  Guerriere  there, 
With  roaring  broadsides,  hail, 
And  while  the  thunder  r^nds  the  air, 
kee  Briton's  sons  turn  pale. 

Let  brave  Columbia's  noble  band,  *\ 
The  day  is  ours,  my  hoys,  huzza, 
The  great  Commander  cries, 
While  all  responsive,  roar  huzza, 
~\\  ith  pleasure  sparkling  eyes 

Let  brave  Columbia's  noble  band,  &c. 

Thus  shall  Columbia's  fame  be  ?pread, 
Her  heav'n  born  Eagle  soar, 
Her  deeds  of  glory  shall  be  read, 
When  Tyrants  are  no  more. 

Let  brave  Columbia's  noble  band,  &c. 


CAPTAIN  HULL. 

AT  sea,  Captain  Hull  fell  in  with  John  Bull — 

u  Bravo  !"  says  Johnny, 
u  A  Yankee  I've  caught,  'tis  what  I  long  sought. 

To  England  l'il  take  him,'*  says  Johnny. 

So  when  Donald  Traquair  was  caught  by  a  Bear, 
"Bravo  !"  says  Donald, 


"  As  sure'*  I'm  a  Scot,  a  Yankee  I've  got  ; 
What  will  I  do  with  him  ?'*  9ays  Donald. 

"  Why  bring  him  along/'---"Guid  faith,   he's  too 

strong. 

Oh  !  Oh  !"  says  Donald, 
u  This  chiel  does  so  squeeze  me,  come  quickly  and 

ease  me, 

Make  haste  or  he'll  kill  me,"  says  Donald. 

Thus  when  Captain  Hull  had  lather'd  John  Bull, 

"  High  ho  !"  says  Johnny, 
u  Fir?  off  your  lee  gun,  we  can't  fight  not  run, 

"  So  completely  disabled  is  Johnny," 

So  they  fir'd  the  lee  gun — "'Twas  very  fine  fun.1' 

*'  Oh  no  !"  says  Johnny, 
"  Tis  no  fun  for  me,  to  be  beat  on  the  sea, 

Where  no  ship,  I  thought,  could  fight  Johnny,'* 

The  Constitution  and  the  Guerriere 

AVAST  !  says  Captain  Dacres, 
There's  a  ship-load  of  wiseacres 

Trespassing  on  our  ocean  ; 
To  flog  these  tarnations 
On  the  highway  of  nations 

Is  the  highway  to  promotion. 

So  to  work,  my  jolly  tars, 
Clear  the  decks,  right  the  spars, 

Trim  the  Guerriere,  my  lads,  for  action  ; 
And  when  the  lubbers  come, 
With  one  roll  of  the  drum, 

Let's  douse  the  Yankee  jib  in  a)  fraction, 

But  the  gallant  Captain  Hull 
Never  minding  Master  Bull, 

And  smiling  at  his  vaifi  boasting  ; 


Fill'd  his  sails  to  the  breeze, 
And  made  ready  at  his  ease, 

To  give  the  mighty  bullock  a  rib-roasting— 

Up  with  three  flags,  says  Jack  ; 
dur  frigate  is  a  crack 

And,  blast  me,  let's  give   em  no  quarter  ; 
Ev'ry  man  at  his  gun 
Shall  have  a  bit  of  fun 

To  blow  'em,  in  a  crack,  out  of  water — 

But  Jonathan  kept  cool 
At  the  roaring  of  the  Bull 

His  heart  fill'd  with  every  thing  but  fears  ; 
And  squirtifig  out  his  quid, 
As  he  saw  the  Captain  did, 

He  clear'd  out  his  mouth  for  three  cheers—* 

And  when  he  had  got  so  nigh 
As  to  see  the  white  o'  the  eye 

Of  the  terrible  lord  of  the  ocean  ; 
Up  with  four  flags,  says  he, 
As  Jack's  got  up  three, 

And  plague  on  it,  let's  teach  them  a  notioi.. 

So  Jack  he  fir'd  away 
With  a  devil  of  a  spray, 

All  the  while  in  a  devil  of  a  passion  ; 
Bur  Jonathan's  first  rakers 
Gave  the  fierce  Captain  Dacres 

Some  notion  of  the  Yankee  way  of  threshing. 

And  as  Bull  did  not  like 
All  his  three  flags  to  strike, 

Tho*  his  decks  they  were  mowM  like  a  stubble: 
Says  the  well-bred  captain  Hull, 
If  you  please  Mister  Bull, 

My  people  shali  save  you  that  trouble. 


Then  before  he  could  rally 
Came  the  Yankee  finale 

To  complete  Mister  Bull  his  disaster  , 
And  he  calf  d  to  his  steward 
To  fire  a  gun  to  leeward, 

And  acknowledge  the  Yankee  his  master. 

As  soon  as  Jack  cried  enough, 
The  Yankee's  sterner  stuff, 

Struck  the  ensign  of  his  soul  to  compassion  ; 
And  from  his  own  mess 
To  his  foe  in  distress 

Sent  the  Doctor,  some  grog,  and  a  ration. 

Thus  John  Bull  was  admonish'd. 
And  morever  astonisli'd, 

To  beware  how  he  treats  Yankee  Doodle  j 
And  not  to  swagger  again 
On  this  side  of  the  main, 

For  fear  he  should  look  like  a  noodle, 


The  Constitution  and  Guerriere, 

"BRITANNIA'S  gallant  streams 

Float  proudly  o'er  the  tide  ; 

And  fairly  wave  Columbia's  stripes> 

In  battle,  side  by  side. 

And  ne'er  did  bolder  foemen  meet, 

Where  ocean's  surges  pour. 

O'er  the  tide  now  they  ride, 

While  the  bellowing  thunders  roar, 

While  the  cannon's  fire  is  flashing  fas£. 

And  the  bellowing  thunders  roar. 

When  Yankee  meets  the  Briton, 
Whose  blood  congenial  flow.", 


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By  Heaven  created  to  be  friends, 
By  British  outrage  foes  ; 
Hard  then  must  be  the  hr.rtle  frav, 
Ere  well  the  fight  is  oY 
Now  they  ride,   side  by  side, 
While  the  bellowing  thunders  roar, 
While  cannon's  fire  is  flashing  fast, 
And  the  bellowing  thunders  roar. 

Still,  still  for  noble  England, 

Bold  Dacres'  streamer's  fly  ; 

And,  for  Columbia,  gallant  Hull's, 

As  proudly  and  as  high. 

Now  louder  rings  the  battle  din, 

More  thick  the  volumes  pour  ; 

Still  they  ride,   side  by  side, 

While  the  bellowing  thunders  roar, 

While  the  cannon's  fire  is  flashing  fast, 

And  the  bellowing  thunders  roar. 

Why  lulls  Britannia's  thunder, 
That  wak'd  the  wat'ry  war  ? 
Why  stays  that  gallant  Guerriere, 
Whose  streamer  wav'd  so  fair  ; 
That  streamer  drinks  the  ocean  wave  ! 
That  warrior's  fight  is  o'er  ! 
Still  they  ride,  side  by  side, 
While  Columbia's  thunders  roar, 
While  the  cannon's  fire  is  flashing  fast, 
And  her  Yankee  thunders  roar.  / 


Hark  !   'tis  the  Briton's  lee  gun  ! 
Ne'er  bolder  warrior  kneel'd  ? 
And  ne'er  to  gallant  mariners 
Did  braver  seamen  yield. 


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Proud  be  the  sires,  whose  hardy  boys, 
Then  fell  to  fight  no  more  ; 
With  the  brave,  'mid  the  wave, 
When  the  cannon's  thunders  roar, 
Their  spirits  then  shall  trim  the  blast, 
And  swell  the  thunder's  roar. 

Vain  were  the  cheers  of  Britons, 
Their  hearts  did  viinly  swell, 
Where  virtue,  skill,  and  bravery, 
With  Bush  and  Morris  fell, 
That  heart  so  well  in  battle  tried, 
Along  the  Moorish  shore, 
Again  o'er  the  main, 
When  Columbia's  thunders  roar. 
Shall  prove  its  Yankee  spirit  true, 
When  Columbia's  thunders  roar. 

Hence  be  our  floating  bulwarks 
Those  oaks  our  mountains  yield  : 
'Tis  mighty  Heaven's  plain  decree — 
Then  take  the  wat'ry  field. 
To  ocean's  farthest  barrier  then 
Your  whit'ning  sail  shall  pour  ; 
Safe  they'll  ride  o'er  the  tide, 
While  Columbia's  thunders  roar, 
While  her  cannon's  fire  is  flashing  fast, 
And  her  Yankee  thunders  roar. 


HULL'S  NAVAL  VICTORY. 
HAIL,  Muse  !  inspire  the  cause, 
Give  noble  Hull  applause. 

On  ocean's  deep,  where  fair  Columbia's  sails 
Spread  wide  and  full  before  the  cheering  gales, 


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tust  as  declining  Sol,  had  reached  the  west, 
And  day  was  ebbing  to  his  wonted  rest, 
A  scarlet  flag  ; — the  flag  of  bondage  rose, 
And  pointed  out  to  Freemen  Freedom's  foes. 

High  in  the  air  the  red  and  white  appear'd, 
By  Independence,  virtue,  valor  rear'd  ; 
The  Constitution  fierce,  with  men  who  glow'd 
To  free  their  country  of  oppression's  load, 
Bore  down  upon  the  Guerriere  from  afar, 
And  play'd  the  dreadful  clarions  of  war. 


Our  gallant  boys'  huzza,  % 

Fill'd  England's  tars  with  awe  ; 
And  still  they  fought  and  bled, 
And  still  they  join'd  the  dead. 

Hail,  Muse  !  inspire  the  cause, 
Give  noble  Hull  applause. 

Old  Nepture,  Hst'nincr  from  his  coral  car, 
Heard  with  a  joyous  smile  the  thundVing  war  ; 
And  shook  his  trident  thrice,  and  bade  the  sea 
Be  still  ;   and  harken  to  the  voice  of  Liberty. 
The  noisy  waves  were  hush'd  *, — the  cannons' 

fire  flash'd, 
Freemen    and    slaves,    Freedom    and    slavery 

clash'd. 

Our  brave  commander  Hull  rode  in  the  storm, 
And  shew'd  Britannia's  slaves,  Columbia's  form, 
Th'  unfettered  Eagle  soar'd  above  his  head, 
And  struck  the  sons  of  tyranny  with  dead, 
They  fell  : — the  boast,  the  pride  of  Albion  fell. 
And  future  ages  shall  the  victory  tell. 


Hail  !  gallant  minded  tars  ! 
True  praise  shall  heal  your  scars, 
And  gratitude  exclaim 
Sound,  sound  the  trump  of  Fame  ! 

THE  YANKEE  SEA  FIGHT. 

MUSE,  wake  the  song, 

Let  earth  prolong 
The  strains  of  action  great  and  glorious, 

Of  Yankee  pride, 

And  valor  tried, 
Of  Yankee  tars  in  fiuht  victorious. 

Strike  loud  the  soul  exulting  strain, 

The  strain  which  Britain's  heart  zvp^7^ 

Sing  how  this  Black  Beard  of  the  main, 
Beneath  a  "  Yankee  cock  boat"  falls. 

The  Guerriere  sweeps, 

fHer  subject  deeps, 
At  ev'ry  mast  a  flag  is  flying, 
In  conscious  might, 
Begins  the  fight, 
With  triple  gauntlet  Hull  defying. 

And  now  impell'd  by  fav'ring  breeze, 

Along  the  Constitution  towers, 
And  gains  the  boaster  of  the  seas, 

Unaw'd  amid  her  iron  showers. 

Before  the  foes, 

In  battle  close, 
Behold  aloft  the  Eagle  streaming  ; 

Four  standards  high, 

Wav'd  in  the  sky, 
And  quick  the  battle  glare  was  gleaming. 

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The  Guerriere  pours  a  flaming  cloud, 
In  horror  from  her  thund'ring  guns, 

As  thick  it  streams  'mid  belchings  loud, 
Respondent  from  Columbia's  sons. 

The  battle  storms,. 

In  loud  alarms, 
For  thirty-two's  they  twenty-four  her  ; 

The  i€  crack  ship"  reels, 

Each  blow  she  feels, 
And  deep  the  bullet  augers  bore  her. 

Now  death  stalks  dread  with  mien  aghast, 
And  stain  her  decks  with  crimson'd  tide  , 

And  now  behold  her  mizen  mast, 
Recumbent  thunder  o'er  her  side. 

Now  closer  still, 

With  bloodier  will, 
Aboard  behold  bold  Dacres  steering:  * 

In  reeking  pride, 

With  prow  to  side, 
His  crew  with  hopes  of  vict'ry  cheerinp. 

But  vain  his  hopes,  for  Hull  the  brave, 

A  fire  of  devastation  kept, 
The  Guerriere  totters  o'er  her  grave, 

Her  main  and  foremast  both  are  swepf. 

They  view  their  crash, 

By  cannon's  flash, 
Hull  touch'd  with  manly  human  feeiing  \ 

Bids  cease  the  roar, 

Nor  longer  pour, 
The  death  ball  on  the  foeman  reeling 

No  flag  the  bully  had  to  strike. 

From  him  both  mast  and  flag  were  tor 


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acli  splinter'd  stump  lie  view'd  alike, 
Of  all  its  haughty  honors  shorn. 

The  Gueirier*  now. 
From  stern  to  prow, 
#Vas  dark  with  blood  and  carnage  smoaking  , 
When  sad  and  drear, 
Her  voice  v/e  iiear, 
In  leeward  gun  submissive  croaking. 

4i  My  boys/'  cried  Hull,  "  the  day  is  ours, 
u  The  brave  soul'd  pirates'  crest  is  low/' 

Prouder  rhe  victor  Ea^le  towers, 

And  glory's  wreathe  surrounds  his  bvow; 

Soon  shall  the  foe, 

Our  prowess  know, 
That  strains  our  waters  with  pollution  ; 

Each  ship  we  have, 

Find  just  as  brave, 
Ejich  t€  cock  beat"  find  a  Constitution. 


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N  THE  CAPTURE  OF  THE  GUERRIERE 


IIARK,  hark  !  o'er  ocean's  subject  wave, 
Wafted  by  rh'  enamour'd  gale, 

The  loud  chorus  of  the  brave 
'•  Columbia's  sons  prevail  !!" 

List  !  you'll  hear  our  hero's  voice, 
Courage  breathes  in  every  bread: 

HULL  !  who  gives  the  only  choice, 
"  Instant  victory  orjrfeath. 

"  Rush  like  lightning  on  ihe  foe  ;  • 
"  Gall  them  with  incessant  fire  : 

u  Board  and  conquer  at  a  blow  : 
t:  Board  and  conquer,  or  expire." 


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Loud  and  louder  peals  the  roar  ; 

Swift  and  certain  is.  their  aim  j 
The  ocean's  red  with  gallant  gore  ; 

High  it  blazons,  with  their  lame  ! 

Hush  !  a  freemans  dying  groan  ! 

Be  the  flag  a  moment  furTd, 
But  valor  ne'er  is  o'erthrown    ■   ■ 

He's  immortal  in  each  world. 

Warriors  !  smile  upon  your  wounds 
See  our  MORRIS  fight  and  bleed  ; 

four  all  applauding  country  sounds, 
"  Love  and  Glory  are  your  meed.' 

Shout !  the  British  lions  fall  ! 

Shout  !  the  star-flag  streams  along  i 
Mercy  !  is  the  Briton's  call, 

VICTORY  !  Columbia's  Song!!! 


THE  CONSTITUTION  AND  GUERRIERE. 

THE  sun  inclinM  in  western  heaven, 
Sublimely  fell  the  shades  of  even, 
When  by  swift  breeze  the  war  ships  driven, 
Rode  o'er  old  ocean  haughtily. 

Like  two  proud  eagles  soaring  high, 
To  combat  flutt'ring  in  the  sky, 
Sach  from   the  other  scorns  to  fly, 

Each  seeks  the  contest  vauntingiy. 

Brave  Hull  upon  the  foeman  steers, 
Sees  his  black'd  sails,  his  thunder  hears  ;• — 
Three  flags  aloft  the  Briton  rears, 
And  four  the  bold  American. 

Long  did  the  haughty  Briton  boast, 
First  place  in  glory's  dazzling  host, 


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lis  claim^to  honour's  brightest  post, 
All  but  Columbia  ratified. 

Come  on,  fierce  braggart  of  the  main/" 
le  cried,  u  I  dare  thee  with  thy  train, 
4C  Of  death  and  discord,  hell  and  pain, 
"  And  all  thy  league  demoniac. 

"  Ruled  unarm'd  on  every  sea, 
ct  Insulted  long  and  scorn'd  by  thee, 
f  Thou  king  of  theft  and  piracy, 

*'  Now  yield  to  justice'  minister!" 

Her  genius  swept  with  pinions  bright 
The  blue  profound,  a  crown  of  light 
Hangs  o'er  her  as  she  waits  the  fight, 
With  hope  and  pride's  anxiety. 

Now  fierce  and  dread  the  death  storm  jars, 
*ar  flam'd  the  fi'ry  bolts  of  wars, 
he  God  of  fight,  horrific  Mars, 

Watch'd  o'er  the  conflict  gloomily. 

ere  Albion's  boast — Columbia's  there, 
Flung  high  their  smoking  clouds  in  air, 
And  Pity  view'd  the  dismal  glare, 
And  shudder'd  in  despondency. 

Wide  flash'd  the  glitt'ring  show  of  arms, 
The  cannon  pour'd  his  sweeping  storms, 
Deep  rnouth'd  he  grumbled  dread  alarms, 
And  frown'd  with  aspect  turbulent. 

Tlie  foes  together  fearless  sweep, 
Fame's  harvest  eager  both  to  reap, 
Whilst  growling  o'er  the  redden'd  deep, 
The  dogs  of  death  skulk  terrible. 

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"With  dangerous  strength  they  bo;h  contend, 
The  sinking  Guerriere  scorn'd  lo  bend, 
The  Britons  to  the  last  contend, 
'Till  *omes  despair  precipitate. 

The  Constitution  ploughed  in  pride 
The  yielding  seas,  'till  side  to  side, 
She  pour;d  a  devastation  wide, 

And  snatch'd  the  wreath  of  victory. 

For  e'er  the  first  few  moments   past, 
The  Briton  view'd  with  mien  aghast, 
Each  nag  overthrown,  each  crashing  mast 
Torn  from  him  unrelentingly. 

Wow  wilder  still  the  combat  pour'd, 
Its  bail  of  fate  incessant  showcr'd, 
'"Till  reel'd,  o'ercome  and  overpower'* 
The  pride  of  Albion  insolent. 

No  more  the  air  with  death  balls  teenVd, 
No  more  the  blaze  of  battle  steam'd, 
Mar's  flaming  front  no  longer  gleam'd, 
The  Briton  ceased  submissively 

Strike  the  gay  harp  to  honor's  lays, 
Loud  sound  the  cheerful  notes  of  praise, 
And  kindle  glory's  brightest  blaze, 
In  homage  due  to  bravery. 

America  !  resplendent  wake, 
Let  Heaven  and  earth  accordant  shake, 
Sublime  thou'st  pledg'd  the  mighty  stak« 
And  borne  the  palm  from  Englishmen. 

Long  slumb'ring  on  the  couch  of  case, 
Lcng  hast  thou  priz'd  the  seraph  peace, 
And  sought  for  happiness'  increase, 

And  Heaven  of  sweet  tranquillity. 


:■) 


But  if  the  war  field  mast  be  sougii:. 
And  if  the  si^ns  of  death  be  fought, 
x  o  thee  shall  laurel'd  wreathes  be  brought. 
To  thee  the  crown  of  victory. 

All  nations  shall  respect  thy  natut, 
All  ages  yield  thee  like  acclaim, 
Tunes  latest  breath  shall  scuntl  thy  fam< 
And  waft  it  to  etcrnit 


VV 


LILLf  BULL  EllO 

HENf  Grtterriere,  Daere*,  from  Halifax  sail  d 
l«  boasted  thai  lie  the  ocean  would  sweep, 
nd  to  ln»   mast  heul  some  canvass  he  nad'cl. 

Vo  bciiL  «jvery  Yankee  thai  1  arrow 'J  the  cle-. 

C  ;I  O  R  U  £  . 

A  ueric&n  seamen  as  well  as  our  yeornc 
I  ri^ht  for  tile  fla£  of  the  nation, 
old  Johnny  Bull  m.ty  yet  have  his  iu  '. 
n  he  visits  hi*  Yankee  relation  — 
ith  his  Lilli-bull-ero-liHi-bulha. 

•  banks  of  Newfoundland  the  British 
x  b,i*ave  little  crew  ot  American  tars, 
»jth  ;.     ates   well   fjund,  both  crews    with  lisarts 


Nvnu  shrunk  from  the  conflict,  none  dreaded  tfc 


*v 


.  tmencan  seamen,  etc. 

The  high  mounding  threat,  Hying  at  the  mast  head 
Appall         >t  the  hearts  of  a  newly  ship't  crew, 
Each  nun  to  his  gun  advane'd  without  dread 
Like  i.  noes  they  iought— to  America  trw 
A-.iciican  seamen,  c:e. 


JO 

The  British  had  boasted  for  twenty  long  years, 

Bv  force  nearly  equal  they  never  were  beat: 

That  the  French  seldom  meet   them  without  many 

fear*, 
•'  And  always  take  care  to  secure  a  retreat." 
American  seamen,  &c. 

The  good  Constitution  commanded  by  Hull, 
Away  threw  no  powder  and  wasted  no  ball, 
Each  shot  that  she  fir'd,  spoke  loud  to  John  Bull, 
Ship  to  ship,  my  brave  messmates,  our  foe  must  sood 
fall 

American  seamen,  &c. 

The  laurel  which  Britain  so  nobly  had  worn, 
Achiev'd  by  her  Nelsons,  St.  Vincents  and  B lakes > 
From  her  brows  in  a  moment  was  gallantly  torn, 
By  the  brave    captain   Hull  in  this  game  of  sweep- 
stakes. 

American  seamen,  &c. 


• 


Long  life  to  our  valiant  defenders  at  sea, 
Success  to  the  soldiers  who  guard  our  frontiers, 
May  Quebec  feel  the  shock  of  men  born  free, 
And  Canada  tremble  before  our  three  cheers. 
American  seamen,  &c» 

Political  squabblers  may  each  other  provoke, 
I  hate  their  fell  jargon---give  me  but  the  lads 
Who   will  stand  to  their  quarters,  amid  fire   and 

smoke, 
Tho'  surrounded  by  foes,  who  will  never  look  sad. 
American  seamen,  &c. 

Since  war  is  the  word,  let  us  strain  every  nerve, 
To  humble  the  lion,  our  greatness  increase,  j 


o 


1 


en  shoulder  y  ourfirelocks,  your  country  preserve, 
Since   the  hotter  the   war,  boys,  the  sooner  comes 
peat  £. 

American  seamen,  &c.        m 


DESCRIPTION  OF  ENGLAND, 

N  ancient  times,  no  matter  where, 

A  nation  liv'd  of  wise  men, 
iVho  Lawyers  fed  with  special  care, 
BombailifFs  and  excisemen !!! 

Who  made  good  laws,  to  guard  a  hare, 
A  partridge,  or  a  pheasant, 
nd  left  the  poor,  to  nature's  care, 
Say— was  not  this  right  pleasant. 

IVfeo  cut  each  other's  throats  for  fun, 

On  land  and  on  the  water, 
Whilst  half  the  world  look'd  weeping  on, 

And  half  was  burst  with  laughter. 

Who  shut  op  men  within  stone  walls, 

Because  tney  were  indebted, 
Then  let  them  out  when  hunger's  calls 

Had  them  to  shadows  fretted  ! 

Who  kept  in  pay  ten  thousand  knaves,, 

And  fifty  thousand  villains  ; 
To  make  their  fellow  creatures  slaves, 

For  sake  of  pence  and  shillings. 

mvVho  to  that  country  would  not  run, 
Where  such  like  freedom's  got  at, 

jlWhere  birds  escape  the  fatal  gun, 
And  men  alone  are  shot  at? 


rn 


v>0 


LIBERTY'  TREL. 

m 
Hi  ttien  by  'Jkcmas  Pa\.\ 


*{  In  a  chariot  of  light  from  the  leg:  .  The 


^  Goddess  of  Liberty  came  ;  Ten  thousand  celestials  di 


Vw- 


dz:c 


Se 


rected  the  wav,  And  thither  conducted  the  uaii.c,  This 


J  rected  the  wav,  \nd  thither  conducted  the  dame,  This 
1  £.  -JOl - 


mmnt£t*m 


^    fair  budding- branch,  from  the  golden  above,  \\  hei 


g^gzE 


I 


e=35=* 


' 


23 


,, ,. 

iili  >r.s  agree; 


,  She  bro't  inher  hand,  as  a 


&m-iluiiJMm 


dg-e  of  her  love,  The  plant  she  call'd  Liberty  Tree. 


dzdzj 


hi?  celestial  exotic  struck  deep  in  the  ground, 
Like  a  native  it  flourished  and  bore  ; 

The  fame  of  its  fruit,  drew  the  nations  around, 
To  seek  out  its  peaceable  shore, 
nmindfui  of  names  or  distinction    they  came, 
Yor  freemen   like  brothers  aoree  : 

W        rme    spirit  endow'd,  they  one  friendship 
pursued. 
And  their  temple  was  Liberty  Tree. 

?neath  this  fair  branch,  like  the  patriarchs  of 
old, 

Their  bread,  in  contentment  they  eat  ; 
•^wearied  with  trouble,  of  silver  or  cr0ld, 
Or  tie  c«l«  .-s  of  the  grand   and  the  great. 
ith  timb  r  and  tar,  they  old  England  supplied, 
Supported  her  power  on  the  seas  ; 
Her  f  ytties  they  fought,  without  havinga  groat, 
>v  the  honour  of  Liberty  Tree. 


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But  hear,  O  ye  nations,  a  tale  most  profane, 

O  all  ye  tyrannical  powers  ;  ^^^ 

Kings,  Commons  and  Lords,  are  united  amain, 

To  cut  down  this  garden  of  curs. — 
From  the  east  to  the  west,  blow  the  trumpets 
to  arms, 

Thro*  the  land,  let  the  sound  of  it  flee  ; 
Let  all,  far  and  near,  unite  without  fear, 

In  defence  of  our  Liberty  Tree. 

Ye  American  ladies,  excuse  us  awhile, 

From  doting  on  your  true  loves  charms^ 
The  fatigues  of  the  war,  the  soldier's  long  toil, 

Makes  us  forget  love's  in  your  arms , 
But  we  must  arise,  our  proud  foes  to  chastise, 

Who  repine  at  our  living  thus  free  ; 
The  laurels  we  reap,  we'll  lay  at  your  feet, 

With  our  spoil,  we'll  grace  Liberty  Tree. 

ON  THE  MEMORABLE  VICTORY 

Obtained  by  the  gallant  Captain  Paul  Jones,  of 
Le  Bon  Homme  Richard,  (or  father  Richard) 
over  the  British  ship  of  war  Seraphis,  of  44 
guns,  under  the  command  of  Captain  Pearson, 
September  23,  1779. 

O'ER  the  rough  main  with  flowing  sheets, 
The  guardian  of  a  numerous  fleet, 

Seraphis  from  the  Baltic  came  ; 
A  ship  of  less  tremendous  force, 
Sail'd  by  her  side  the  self-same  cour 

Countess  of  Scarborough  was  her 

And  now  their  native  coast  appear, 
Britannia's  hills  their  summits  rear 
Above  the  German  main  : 


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Fond  to  suppose  their  danger  o'er, 
They  southward  coast  along  the  shore, 

Thy  waters,  gentle  Thames,  to  gaib. 

ull  forty  guns  Seraphis  bore, 
Tnd  Scat  borough's  Countess  twenty-four, 

Mann'd  with  Old  England's  boldest  tars. 
rVhat  flag  that  rides  in  Gallic  seas, 
ihall  dare  attack  such  piles  as  tlacse, 
Desip-n'd  for  tumults  and  for  wars? 


Now  from  the  topmast's  giddy  height, 
A  seaman  cried—'  Four  sail  in  sight, 

1  Approach  with  favouring  gales  j" 
Pearson  resolv'd  to  save  the  fleet, 
tood  oft  to  sea,  these  ships  to  meet, 

i'nd  closely  brae'd  his  shiv'ring  sails. 

7ith  him  advane'd  the  Countess  bold, 
ike  a  black  tar  in  wars  grown  old  : 

And  now  these  floating  piles  drew  nigh  j 
ut,  muse,  unfold,  what  chief  of  fame, 
In  the  other  warlike  squadron  came, 

Whose  standard  at  his  mast-heads  fly. 

Tv/as  Jones,  brave  Jones,  to  battle  led 
A  bold  a  crew  as  ever  bled, 

Upon  the  sky  surrounded  main  ; 
The  standards  of  the  western  world, 
Were  to  the  willing  winds  unfurl'd, 

Denying  Britain's  tyrant  reign. 

The  good  Man-Richard  led  the  line  ; 
The  Alliance  must  with  these  combine, 

The  Gallic  ship  they  Pallas  call, 
The  Vengeance,  arm'd  with  sword  and  flame  ; 

C 


26 


These  to  aitack  the  Britons  came— 
But  two  accompli        11. 

Now  Pbcebus  sought  his  pearly  bed 
But  who  can  tell  the  scenes  of  dread, 

The  horrors  of  that  fatal  night  ! 
Close  up  these  floating  castles  came  : 
The  Good  Man  Richard  burst  in  flame  > 

Seraphis  trembled  at  the  sight. 

They  felt  the  fury  of  her  ball, 

Down,  prostrate  down  the  Britons  fall : 

The  decks  were  strew'd  with  slain  : 
Jones  to  the  foe  his  vessel  lash  d  ; 
And,  while  the  black  artillery  flash'd, 

Loud  thunders  shook  the  main, 

Alas !  that  mortals  should  employ, 
Such  murdVing  engines  to  destroy, 

That  frame  by  heav'n  so  neatly  joined, 
Alas  !  that  e'er  it  was  decreed, 
That  brother  should  by  brother  bleed, 

And  pour  such  madness  in  the  mind. 

But  thou,  brave  Jones,  no  blame  shalt  bear, 
The  rights  of  men  demand  your  care  ; 

For  these  you  dare  the  greedy  waves- 
No  tyrant,  on  destruction  bent, 
Has  plann'd  thy  conquest  ;  thou  art  sent, 

To  humble  tyrants  and  their  slaves. 

ee  ! — dread  Seraphis  flames  again — 
And  art  thou,  Jones,  among  the  slain, 

And  sunk  to  Neptune's  cave  below  ?  — 
He  lives — though  crowds  around  him  fall, 
Still  he  unhurt  survives  them  all  ; 

Almost  alone  he  fights  the  foe. 


And  can  \  our  ship  these  strokes  sustain  ? 
.Behold  your  brave  companions  slain, 

All  clasp  '  ocean'*  cold  embrace. 
Strike,  or  be  sunk — die  Briton  cries—  - 
Sink,  if  you  can — the  chief  replies, 

Fierce  lightnings  blazing;  in  his  face. 

Then  to  the  side  three  guns  he  drew, 
[Almost  deserted  by  his  crew] 

And  chargM  them  deep  with  woe,r 
By  Pearson's  flash  he  aimed  hot  balls  : 

His  main-mast  totters— down  it  falls 

Overwhelming  half  below. 


Pearsfin  had  yet  disdain'd  to  yield, 
But  scarce  his  secret  fears  conceal'd, 

And  thus  was  hear  to  cry, 
<  With  hell,  not  mortals,  I  contend  : 
'  What  art  thou — human  or  a  fiend, 

i  That  dost  my  force  defy  V 

c  Return,  my  lads,  the  fight  roc gw  ?'. 
So  calld  bold  Pearson  to  his  crew  ; 

But  call'd,  alas  !  in  vain  ; 
Some  on  the  decks  lay  m'aim'd  and  dead  ; 
Some  to  their  deep  recedes  fled, 

And  hosts  were  shrouded  in  the  main. 


Distressed,  forsaken,  and  alone, 

He  haul  d  his  tatter'd  standard  down, 

And  yielded  to  his  gallant  foe  ; 
Bold  Pallas  soon  the  Countess  took,- 
Thus  bodi  their  haughty  colours  struck, 

Confessing  what  the  brave  can  do 

|  But  Jones,  too  dearly  didst  thou  buy. 
These  ships  possest  so  gloriously, 


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Too  many  deaths  disgrac'd  the  fiAy  . 
Your  barque  fliat  bore  the  conquering  flame, 
That  the  proud  Briton  overcame, 

E'en  she  forsook  thee  on  thy  way: 

For  when  the  morn  began  to  shine, 
Fatal  to  her  the  ocean  brine, 

Pour'd  through  each  spacious  wound  ; 
Quick  in  the  deep che  disappear* d  ; 
But  Jones  to  friendly  Belgia  steer'd, 

With   conquest  and  with  glory  crow:.  • 

Go  on,  great  man,  to  scourge  the  foe, 
And  bid  these  haughty  Britons  know. 

They  to  our  thirteen  stars  shall  bend  : 
The  stars  that  clad  in  dark  attire, 
Long  glimmer' d  with  a  feeble  fire, 

But  radient  now  ascend. 

Bend  to  the  stars  that  flaming  rise, 

On  western  worlds,  more  brilliant  skies, 

Fair  freedom's  reign  restored,  ■ 

So  when  the  magi,  come  from  far, 
Behold  the  God  attending  star, 

They  trembled  and  ador'd. 

ROYAL  SPORT. 

Til  K  genius  of  Freedom,  of  unsullied  fame. 
In  Europe  was  hunted  as  royal  fair  game  : 
Eluding  the  chase  of  his  Albion  foes. 
He  sought  in  Columbia  a  place  to  repo 

Nor  1<        under  cover  till  Britain's  fell  pack, 
Took  scent  of  the  gcwiui  and  followed  hi.s  track, 
Asserting  their  title  to  hunt  on  the  ground, 
Wherever  his  majesty's  game  could  be  found. 


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The  sons  of  Columbia,  the  heirs  of  the  3oil, 
Such  savage  like  sporting  deter  min'd  to  spoil, 
Resolved  like  freemen  their  rights  to  maintain, 
And  drove  the  fell  pack  to  their  kennel  again. 

The  blood-hounds  of  Britain  again  we  now  spy, 
UnkennellM,  uncoupled,  and  all  in  full  cry, 
And  driving  full  speed  to  be  in  at  the  death, 
To  wind  his  shrill  horn  upon  Freedom's  last  bra  ath 

There's  all  the  old  Tories  and  old  Refugees, 
And  merciless  Indians  united  with  these, 
At  the  sound  of  the  bugle  they  follow  the  track^ 
And  join  in  the  chase  with  the  old  British  pack. 

Though  daring  awhile  to  make  game  of  cur  cause, 
Unpunish'd  they  shall  not  long  sport  with  our  laws, 
For  lashing  the  puppies  half  train'd  to  the  chase, 
We'll  send  them  to  Scotia  again  in  disgrace. 

Though  spies,  and  though  traitors  should  practise  their 

wiles, 
Fair  freedom  shall  ne'er  be  entrapped  in  their  toils, 
Like  true-bloeded  Yankees,  we'll  smoke  their  stalo 

strick, 
And  play  them  the  game  of  old  seventy-six. 

John   Bull  may  bellow,  his  lion  may  growl, 
His  bullies  may  bluster,  his  war  dogs  may  howl, 
$jike  our  fathers  our  freedom  we'll  ever  maintain, 
They  beat  the  whole  pack  and  we'll  beat  them  agaii 


C 


r. 


2o 


LIBERTY  HALL. 

■  **y  f'  l  f  •  ZL  ""i" — 


I 


/-^ 


Old  Homer ! — but  \v)  iat  have  :i  i 

^"Z""!!"^""! — I~"S — I"N *~X 


do  ?  What  are  Grecians  or  Trojans  to  me  or  to 


2z£z-  rf~^T-M-j^ 
zztzf::  :fc-zfex^z!izS!::  ^Hy 


you?  Such  heathenish  heroes   no      more     I'll    in. 


•-_. K. fc^ 

mmM 


voke,  Choice  spirits    assist    me,  attend,  hearts  of 
&  v  m . 


Sweet  peace  lovely  handmaid  of  science  and  arr, 
Unanimity  take  your  petitioner's  part. 
Accept  of  my  song,  'tis  the  best  1  can  do, 
But  first  may  :t  please  you — my  service  to  you. 

Perhaps  my  address  you  may  premature  think, 
Because  I  have  mention'd  no  toast  for  to  drink  : 


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There  are  many  fine  toasts,  but  the  best  of  then 

all 
Is  the  toast  of  the  time,  which  is  Liberty  Hall. 

That  fine  British  building  by  Alfred  wasfram'd, 
Its  grand  corner  stone  Magna  Charter  is  nam'd; 
Independency  came  at  integrity's  call, 
And  form'd  the  front  pillars  of  Liberty  IlalL 

This  Manor  our  forefathers  bought   with  their 
bloc  !, 

And  their  sons,  and  their  sons'  sons  have  prov'd 

the  deed  good  ; 
By  that  title  we  stand,  with  that  title  we'll  fall, 
For  life  is  not  life  out  of  Liberty  HalL 

Ye  sweet  smelling  courtlings  of  ribband  and  lace 
Ye  spaniels  of  power  and  bounty's  disgrace  : 
So  supple,  so  servile,  so  passive  ye  fall, 
'Twas  passive  obedience  lost  Liberty  HalL 

But  when  Revolution  set  bounds  to  the  crown. 
And   Bunker's    hill    thunder   knock' d    tyranny 

down  : 
No  frown  cloth'd  with  terror  appeared  to  appal. 
The  doors  were  thrown  open  of  Liberty  HalL 

Columbia  triumphant  her  ships  sweep  the  sea, 
Her  standard  is  justice,  her  watch  word  be  f 
i"  Great  Washington's  name  boast  Americans  all, 
God  bless  him  and  bless  us  in  Liberty  HalL 

On  Fere  is  dis  all — Monsieur  wants  to  know, 
'Tis  neither  at  Marli,  Versailles,  Fontainbleu  ; 
*Tis  a  palace  of  no  mortal  architect's  arr^ 
For  Liberty  Hall's  an  American's  Hea?  r 


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IMPRESSMENT  OF  SEAMEN. 


w 


Columbia's  sons,  your  sires  address    you, 


P^i^-fe^ 


From  the    tombs    hear    them    complain,      Bri- 


tain    still      our  sons       im  -  pros-  sing. 


msitM  h  i 


Ty     -    ran  -  ni    -  zes    o'er    the  main. 


Live  for  ever,  i  ights  of  man,        Live  for  ever,  O, 


Columbia, 


Here  true  Liber  -ty     began. 


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"Thousand:  doom'd  to  base  subiectUu, 
tl Spend  in  chains  their  hopeless  livec.  ; 

<c  Torn  from  all  that  claim  affects  n, 
'  Pare  children,  friends,  and  w  ves." 

Hear  !  the  father,  thus  bemoan:  ig, 
"  Oh,  my  sons,  for  you  I  die  ; 

While  his  captive  children,  groaning, 
in  their  floating  dungeons  lie. 

See,' the  line  of  battle  closing, 
See,  the  gallant  foe  advance, 

See  our  hard)'  sons  opposing, 
Forc'd  to  fight  the  tars  of  France. 

.Arouse,  assert  the  rights  of  freemen  ; 
Rescue  from  their  dens  of  woe  ; 

Arouse,  and  save  impressed  seamen, 
Rouse,  to  strike  the  faithless  foe. 

Britons  !  Christians  !    arm  the  savage  ? 
Both  alike  with  fury  yell, 

On  our  frontier  how  they  ravage, 
Like  fierce  furies  loos'd  from  hell. 

See  the  woods  with  fire  are  gleaming, 
Thus  protection  Britain  sells  ; 

Hear  the  babes  and  mothers  screaming, 
Mix'd  with  hideous  savage  yells. 

Avarice,  accurst  of  human  vices  ; 
Let  astonish'd  earth  behold  ! 

Scalps  are  bought  at  stated  prices  ! 
Maiden  pays  the  price  in  gold  ! 

Freemen,  no  longer  bear  such  slaughters  ! 
Avenge  your  country's  cruel  foe  ; 

Rouse,  and  save  your  wives  and  daughter*, 
Jlonsr — expel  the  faithless  foe. 


o4 


Britain  o'er  Columbia  glories, 
fHalf  sedue'd  as  she  believes  ;] 

Counting  on  a  gang  of  tories, 
Soon  to  help  a  group  of  thieves.  . 

Men,  who  yield  to  base  seduction, 
Soon  must  bear  their  country's  frown, 

Doom'd  to  death  and  dire  destruction, 
Let  the  hand  of  wrath  come  down. 

Danger  binds  us  all  together 
Round  our  eagles  freemen  flock, 

Our  defence  in  stormy  weather, 
Union  is  our  surest  rock. 

AH  in  bonds  of  love  united, 
Rally  under  freedom's  tree, 

By  our  country's  cause  invited, 
iet  us  perish  or  be  free. 

Live  for  ever,  &c. 


THE  KEY  OF  SEDITION. 
Tune,  Daddy  Neptune  one  day,  to  Freedom  did  say- 

When  our  fathers  of  yore  hove  in  sight  of  this 
shore, 
And  the  saiiorn  were  first  heard  to  sing  land, 
From  their  cabin  so  hampev'd  on  deck  thev  all 
scamper'd, 
To  ttfce  the  first  peep  at  New  England  ; 
The  rough  rugged  shores  of  New  England; 
The  wild  woods  and  rocks  of  New  England: 
So  pleas' d  at  thr  view,  they  directly  hove  too, 
And  caper'd  ashore  in  New  England. 


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Then  they  tore  up  the  soil  with  abundance  of 
roil, 

And  they  soon  made  a  beautiful  green  land  : 
And  they  planted  a  tree,  which  thej^called  Li* 
berty, 

ki  the  generous  soil  of  New  England. 

It  flourished  and  grew   in  New  England- 
Its  branches  spread  over  New  England — 

And  under  its  shadow,   our  forefathers  have 
had— O 

The  richest  of  joys  in  New  England. 

But  a  Mr.  JOHN  BULL,  who  would  lord  it  ia 

full, 
Came  out  in  a  rage  from  Old  England  ; 
And  swore  that  this  tree,  no  longer  should  be 
Found  growing  so  high  in  New  England  : 

That  it  never  belong'd  to  New  England— 

Tho*  it  already  bloom'd  in  New  England — 
So    we    soon   came   to  blows — with   a  huge 

bloody  nose 
He  was  glad  to  pack  off  from  New  England  [ 

Then  came  Monsieur  FRANK,  all  so  nimble  and 

crank, 
Who  thought  o'er  the  world  he  should  swing 

hand  ; 
From  rabble  and  robbery,  to  kick  up  a  bobery, 
'Mong  the  peaceable  folks  of  New  England  ; 

To  sew  his  wild  oats  in  New  England — 

To.  sap  the  fair  trees  of  New  England — 
To    our    tight    little    navy,    he    soon   cried 

"  peccavi  !M 
And  caper'd  away  from  New  England  t 


4nd  now  it  is  said,  that  these  fellows  run  mad, 

Won't  leave  us  in  peace  in  this  free  land  ; 
Jne  says  we  must  join  in  his  wars,  or  resign 
This  beautiful  tree  of  New  England, 

Our  snug  little  homes  in  New  England — 
Cur  sweethearts  and   wives  in  New  Ens- 
Jand — i 
Our  traitors  may   go,   but  the  tyrants   shall 

know, 
That  we  heed  not  histhreats  in  New  England, 

Our  administration  are  all  bothenuion, 

Running  foul  of  each  breaker  and  quicksand  ,- 
ey  might  know,  witless  dunces,  the  method 

at  once, 
Is  to  give  up  the  helm  to  New  England — 
To  the  great  and    the  good  in   New   Eng- 
land— 
To  the  soldier  and  sage  in  New  England — 
Our  true  u  Northern  Notions"  would  settle 

commotions, 
And  teach  them  respect  to  New  England. 

Nur  rulers,  distracted,  have  left  unprotectc 
Our  wealth  on  the  ocean  and  inland  ; 
o  sink,  burn,     destroy,  seems    to  give  them 

great  joy 
The  hard  earn'd  fruits  01  New  England  — 
Which  we  rais'd  on  the  hills  of  New  Eng- 
land— 
Which  we  drew  from   the    seas  of    New 
England — 
Yet   these   Buckskins   will  find,  the  Yankees 
inclin'd 
'a  stick  te  the  Hights  of  New  England. 


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But  since  war  is  declar'd,  let  us  all  be  prepar'd, 
For  the  dangers  that  threaten  our  dear  land  ; 
With  Strong  to  parade  us,  whoe'er  may  invade 
us, 
We'll  fight  for  the  rights  of  New  England 
We'll  die  or  live  free  in  New  England — 
In  the  shade  of  the  Treeof  New  England  !-~ 
And  the  nation  shall  know,  who  is  truly  their 
foe, 
Is  also  the  foe  of  New  England. 


THE  AMERICAN  VOLUNTEERS, 

AWAKE,  awake  !  to  glory  wake  ! 

The  din  of  battle  calls  ; 
A  nation's  wrongs  your  slumbers  break  : 
Columbia  lives — cr  falls  !  ! 
Ye  free  born  spirits,  take  the  field  ; 

Your  country's  wrongs  redress, 
Your  country's  rights  with  glory  shield, 
Your  country's  fears  repress  1 

A  haughty  foe  inVades  your  rights, 

And  triumphs  in  our  spoil  ; 
She  glories  in  her  base  exploits, 
And  fattens  on  our  toil  : 
Your  commerce  withers  on  the  main, 

Your  sons  in  slav'ry  groan! 
Your  brothers'  blood  your  harbours  stain, 
Your  childless  mothers  mourn. 

Here  secret  spies  infest  your  land, 

Enkindling  discord's  flame  ; 
Combining  with  a  venal  band 

To  crush  our  eagle  frame  i 


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To  arm  the  sire  against  the  son,, 

The  son  against  the  sire  ! 
To  cause  a  brother's  blood  to  run, 

To  quench  a  brother's  ire.      ^ 

The  lurking  savage  yells  for  prey, 

Along  the  western  wild  ; 
The  hunter's  track  i§  watch'd  by  day. 

By  night  his  sleep  beguil'd  : 
His  wreaking  cottage  frights  the  glodm. 
His  infants  shriek  th'  alarm, 
His  wife  sinks  lifeless  in  a  swoon, 
Ok  bleeds  within  his  arms. 

O  God  !  wilt  thou  not  judge  our  foes  , 

And  let  thy  wrath  descend  ? 
Avenge  an  injur'd  people's  woes, 
Their  righteous  cause  defend  ? 
Inspire  our  sons  to  take  the  field  ; 

Their  country's  wrongs  redress  ; 
Their  country's  rights  with  glory  shield, 
Their  country's  fears  repress  ! 

Lives  here  a  wretch  who  would  not  fight  ? 

A  miscreant  who  would  fly  ? 
A  dastard  who  would  yield  his  right  ? 
Or  grudge  to  freely  die  ? 
When  wrongs  and  insults  croud  his  sight, 

And  sicken  on  his  heart ; 
When  pow'r  gives  law,  and  interest  right, 
And  truth  means  only  art. 


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GOD  SAVE  AMERICA. 


^^3z:=:z:ziqz$.-i=^=irf^:i 


God  save  America,  Free  from  tyrannic  sway^ 


'i^z^ip^ipEpp 


J    Till  time  shall  cease:   Hush'd  be  the  din   of  arms, 

m    o    m       m  •   - 


i^^EpfgHii: 


*{  And  ail  proud  war's   alarms  ;       Follow  in 


*S      all       her  charms,     Heaven        born      peace. 


liilliiiiirEl 


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God  save  great  Washington  i 
Fair  Freedom's  cjiosen  son, 

Born  to  command  : 
May  ev'ry  enemy 
Far  from  his  presence  flee, 
And  be  grim  tyranny, 

Bound  by  his  haHd. 

Thy  name,  O  Montgomery, 
Still  in  each  heart  shall  be, 

Prais'd  in  each  breath  : 
Though  on  the  fatal  plain, 
Thou  wast  untimely  slain, 
Yet  shall  thy  virtues  gain 

Rescue  from  death. 

And  now  ye  heroes  brave, 
Who  seek  a  warrior's  grave 

In  vict'ry's  arms, 
When  to  the  battle  led, 
Bright  laurels  round  your  head, 
Shall  still  a  lustre  shed 

In  war's  alarms. 


AMERICAN  SEAMENS-  LAMENTATION. 
FROM  dungeons  of  Britain,  which  float  on  the 


main, 


O  hear  the  sad  tale  of  our  sorrowful  moan  ; 
The  sun  of  your  freedom  for  us  shines  in  vain, 
As  captives  we  live  but  to  sigh  and  to  groan. 
Then  pity,  dear  brothers,  the  fate  we  de- 
plore, 
Let  our  dear  native  land  but  receive  us  oiic« 
more. 


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The  nsoient  Briton  who  rules  us  with  scorn, 
With  heart  made  of  stone,   does  but  mock  at 
our  grief, 
Nor  feels  for  the  pangs  of  our  state  so  forlorn, 
in  hopes  that  our  thraldom  may  find  no  relief. 
Then  pity,  dear  brothers,  the  fate  we  de- 
plore, 
Let   our  dear  native   country  receive   us 
once  more. 

J  brothers  !  ye  boast  of  your  Liberty  won, 
By  Washington's  feats,  and  by  deeds  of  your 
own  ; 
No  ray  meets  our  eyes  of  bright  liberty's  sun, 
Forc'd  to  fight  and  to  die  for  a   land  not  our 
own. 
Then  pity,  dear  brothers,  the  fate  w^e  de- 
plore, 
Let  our  friends   and  our  country  receive 
#  us  once  more. 

How  happy  with  you  to  conquer  or  die, 
For  country  and  liberty  offer  our  lives, 
At  the  word  of  command  be  still  ready  to  fly, 
Protecting    our    parents,    our    children    and 
wives. 
Then  pity,  dear  fathers,  the    fate    we  de- 
plore, 
Let  our  dear  native  country  receive  us  oncf 
more. 

Forget  not  your  sailors,  in  thraldom  severe, 
Who  cease  not  to  think  and  to  pine  after  you 

D2 


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itenot  plunder'd  of  ail  which  a  man  holds  cnwi 
dear, 

Nor  suffer  our  days  to  be  number'd  but  few. 
Then    pity,    dear    nation,    our   sorrowful 

strain, 
-Nor  let  us  for  ever  solicit  in  vain. 


RISE,  YANKEES,  RISE. 

HARK,  hark  !    the  war   whoop    sounds — what 

yelling! 
Breaks  in  upon  our  startled  ears  !— 
Our  lives  and  liberties  are  selling, 
And  tories  are  the  auctioneers  !  ! 

Rise,  Yankees,  rise  !  gird  on  your  armour — 
Drat;  every  traitor  from  his  cell  3 
Silence  with  death  their  factious  clamour. 
And  stop  the  savage  whoop  and  yell. 

Shall  Yankees,  who  in  freedom  glory- — 
NursM  in  the  lap  of  Liberty, 
Descend  to  truckle  to  a  tory  \ 
Or,  to  a  tyrant  bend  the  knee  ? 

I  ask,  shall  we  full  blooded  Yankees, 
To  kings  and  nobles  cringe  with  blowr, 
Because  they've  crowns  and  crinkum  crankies,* 
Superbly  bound  about  their  brows  ? 

Or  shall  a  set  of  puny  traitors, 

E'er  make  the  Yankee's  blood  run  chill  ? 


*  A  Yankee  term  for  superfluities. 


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Heavens,    no  ! — Though  they  were  all    Deca 

turs,* 
Yankees  would  be  freemen  still. 

Yes,  blood  and  carnage,  death  and  slaughter, 
Shall  ensue  e'er  they  shall  yield  ! 
E'er  tories  shall  their  freedom  barter, 
Corses  thick  shall  strew  the  field  ! 

What  !  yield  our  freedom,  fame,  and  glory, 
By  the  blood  of  thousands  won  ? 
Tell  not  in  Gath  the  shameful  story, 
Nor  let  the  tale  reach  Askelon  ! 

Rise,  Yankees,  rise  !  Gird  on  your  armour — 
Drag  every  traitor  from  his  cell  ! 
Silence  with  death  their  factious  clamour, 
And  stop  the  savage  whoop  and  yell. 

Arise  !  I  say — and  to  the  battle — 
Off!— dare  them  to  the  bloody  fray  ! 
Bid  trumpets  sound — drums,  bullets  rattle- 
Americans,  arise  !  away  1 


JERSEY  BLUE. 

YOUNG  Jereey  Blue,  attend  the  call, 
One  invitation  to  us  all  : 
Come  forward,  March-,  the  way  is  clear, 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Voulunteer. 

Volunteer,  &c. 

Our  country  calls  the  Brave  to  arms, 
Dish  on,  my  Bovs,  'tis  War's  alarms  ; 

*  '  -         - 

*  That    is,  possessing  his  valor  and  courage 
without  his  principles. 


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Support  the  cause,  its  Freedom  dear, 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer.  S 

Let  not  a  factious  Tory  band, 
Create  disorder  through  our  land  ; 
Or  stop  your  progress,  never  fear, 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer  ,&</ 

Our  fathers'  toils  should  not  be  vain, 
The  cause  of  seventy  six  maintain  ; 
They  fought  and  bled  for  freedom  dear, 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer,  &e 

See  how  your  brother  lives  impress'd  ; 
In   British  dungeons  sore  distressed  ; 
His  sighs  and  groans  now  strike  my  ear, 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer.  cv 

The  savage  foe  is  out  a^ain, 
Our  western  friends  by  them  are  slain  : 
-And  caused  by  British  gold,  'tis  clear — 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer,  ui 

Justice  proclaims  her  great  demands, 
Revenge  and  power  is  in  our  hand 
And  vengeance  calls  the   champion  here. 
Young  Jersey  Blue,  come  Volunteer. 

Volunteer,  &c. 

And  metliinlvS  I  hear  y»  u  sa 
To  meet  our  toes  I'll  march  away  •, 
Produce  your  roH,    I'm  ready  here. 
A  Jersey  Blue  I'll  A  olun 

Voluot 


0. 


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UNANIMITY. 

t+*J*±n** 


&gmmm 


Ye  true  honest  demo's  and  friends  to  the  nation,  Whom 


giipiiiiiii 


nothing"  can  sway  from  these  United  States,  Lend  your 


hearts  and  your  hands  tb  the  administration,  So 


j^TgsmB 


likely        to      render    us     happy  and  great, 


— »-■ 


Come    hither,  come  hither,  United    tog-ether,      In 


liberty's  cause  your  glad  voices  employ  ; 


mm^m~T 


me    see,    wish'd      n    -  nun  -  im  -  i 


46 


Sons  of  Columbia  shall  ever        enjoy 


No  longer  shall  party  commotion  divide  us, 
Columbians  all  in  one  mind  shall  agree  ; 
Our  foes  shall  no  longer  insult  and  deride  us, 
But  trembling  before  our  cannon  shall  flee  : 
Now  the  hostile  nation 
Shall  see  with  vexation, 
In  vain  their  insidious  attempts  they  employ  ; 
While  we, 
Wish  unanimity, 
Columbia's  free  sons  are  rcsolv'd  to  enjoy. 

The  chief  of  this  nation  once  more  shall  behold  us 
The  truest  republicans  the  world  does  contain  ; 
In  spite  of  the  Tories  who  fain  would  have  sWd  us, 
Our  rights  and  our  liberties  still  to  maintain  : 
Of  every  blessing 
Possest  and  possessing, 
No  feuds  shall  disturb  us  or  faction  destroy - 
Come  see 
Wish'd  unanimity 
Sons  of  Columbia  shall  ever  enjoy. 


A  SONG. 

Written  on  the  fourth  of  July. 
NOW  Europe's  convuls'd  with  the  discord  of  war, 

Without  e'en  a  hope  of  experiencing  peace  ; 
And  the  loud  cries  of  anguish  resound  from  afar — 

And  contention  will  last  long  ere  it  must  cease. 


47 


Fell  tyranny  sways  with  his  grim  iron  hand. 
And  stretches  his  arm  of  oppression  around: 

Strikes  horror  afar  at  ambition's  command, 

The  life-thrilling  blessings  of  freedom  to  wounc* 

And  all  are  compelled  to  resume  the  fell  sword, 
To  deal  devastation  and  vengeance  around  : 

Vnd  at  the  proud  Regent  or  Bonaparte's  word, 
Must  crimson  the  plain  or  the  ocean  profound. 

"  When  demons  of  war  love  to  revel  in  gore/' 
From    the   land  of  contention,   oppression    and 

woes, 
air  Liberty's  flown,  and  now  dwells  on.  the  shore, 
Where  civil  commotion  ne'er  makes  her  repose. 

h  yes  !  from  their  clime  the  fair  Goddess  has  fled. 
And  triumphantly  sail'd  on  th'  Atlantic's  proud 
wave, 

To  Columbia,  where  many  bold  heroes  have  bled, 
'Neath  her  branches,  and  made  it  the  land  of  the 
brave. 

For   Columbia's  the  land  of  free  conscience    and 

thought, 

The  land  where  contentment  and  happiness  reign  ; 

Which  blessings  the  blood  of  our  fore- fathers  bought, 

And  their  children  will  scorn  their  bright  glory  to 

stain. 

Let    Columbians   then    welcome    grim    war's  dire 
alarms  ! 
And  assert  to  the  world,  and  maintain  that  she's 
free  ; 
Let  the  patriots  and  heroes  rush  boldly  to  arms, 
And  say  u  Death  or   sweet  Freedom  our  motto. 
?haD  be." 


48 

A  Washington  again  may  direct  the  fell  war, 

And  a  Wayne,  or  a  Hamilton  pour  the  loud  fire  ; 

A  Morgan  with  vengeance  may  flame  from  afar. 
And  a  Putnam  his  soldiers  with  ardour  inspire. 

Then  soon,  haughty  England  shall  tremble  again, 
(For   tyrants   must   tremble  when  freemen  take 
arms) 
And  our  ships  shall  exultingly  ride  o'er  the  main, 
For  Columbians    are    born   to  know    Liberty's 
charm?. 


ON  THE  RANDOLPH  FRIGATE, 

Blown  up  near  Barbadoes,  177;- 

• 

WHAT  distant  thunders  reive!  the  skies* 
What  clouds  of  smoke  in  columns  rise, 

What  means  this  dreadful  roar  ! 
Is  from  his  base  Vesuvius  thrown, 
Is  sky-topt  Atfas  tumbled  dov.n, 

Or  Etna's  self  no  more  ? 

Shock  alter  shock  torments  m?  ear ; 
And  lo  ! — two  hostile  ships  appear, 

Red  lightnings  round  them  glow  : 
The  Yarmouth  boasts  of  sixty-four, 
The  Randolph  thirty-t^o — no  more — 

And  will  she  fi^ht  this  foe  ! 

The  Randolph  soon  on  Stygian  streams 
Shall  coast  along  the  land  of  dreams, 

The  island  of  the  dead  ! 
But  fate,  that  parts  them  on  the  deep. 
May  save  the  Briton  yet  to  weep 

His  days  of  victory  fled. 


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Sa\\  who  commands  that  dismal  blaze, 
Where  yonder  starry  streamer  plays  : 

Does  Mars  with  Jove  engage  ! 
'Tis  Diddle  wings  those  angry  fires, 
Biddle,  whose  bosom  Jove  inspires 

With  more  than  mortal  rage. 

Tremendous  flash  ! — and  hark,  the  ball 
Drives  through  old  Yarmouth,  flames  and  all  ; 

Her  bravest  sons  expire  ; 
Did  Mars  himself  approach  so  nigh, 
Even  Mars,  without  disgrace,  might  fly 

The  Randolph's  fiercer  fire. 

The  Briton  views  his  mangled  crew, 
And  shall  we  strike  to  thirty-two  ?  — 
(Said  Hector,  stain'd  with  gore) 
M  Shall  Britain's  fiao;  !o  these  descend — 
l*  Rise  and  the  glorious  conflict  end, 
k<  Britons,  I  ask  no  more  !" 

He  spoke — they  charg'd  their  cannon  round. 
Again  the  vaulted  heavens  resound, 

The  Randolph  bore  it  all: 
Then  fix'd  her  pointed  cannons  true — 
Away  the  unwieldy  vengeance  flew  , 

Britain,  thy  warriors  full. 

The  Yarmouth  saw,  with  c^re  dismay, 
Her  wounded  hull,  shrcuds  shot  away. 

Her  boldest  heroes  dead — 
She  saw  amidst  her  floating  slain 
The  conquering  Randolph  stem  the  main — 

She  saw,  she  turn'ct — and  fled  ! 

That  hour,  blest  chief,  had  she  been  thine, 
Dear  Biddle,  had  the  powers  divine 
Bnen  kindas  thou  wert  brave  ; 

E 


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But  Fate,  whodoom'd  thee  to  expirt 
Prepar'd  an  arrow,  tipt  with  fire, 
And  mark'd  a  watery  grave. 

And  in  that  hour,  when  conquest  came 
Wing'd  at  his  ship  a  pointed  flame, 

That  not  even  he*  could  shun  — 
The  battle  ceas'd,  the  Yarmouth  fled, 
The  bursting  Randolph  ruin  spread, 

And  left  her  task  undone  ! 


HAIL  COLUMBIA. 


liin^glll 


Hail,  Columbia,  happy  land,   Hail,  yc  heroes, 


Heav'n  born  band  !  Who  fought  and  bled  in  freedom's 


use,  Who  fought  and  bled  in  freedom's  cause,  And 


when  the  storm  of  war  was  gone,     Enjoy'd       the 


5rl 


sUmfe 


peace  your  valour  won.  Let  Independence  be  our  boast, 

aft 


Ev  -  er  mindful  what    it  cost,    Ev  -  er      grateful 


Sfel^SS 


for  the  prize,        Let  its    altar    reach  the  skies. 


firm — united —        let  us      be,  Rallying  round  our 


lib  -  er    -   ty,    As  a  oand  of  brothers  join'd, 


inm 


Peace        and    safe  -  ty       we     shall  find. 

Immortal  Patriots  !  rise  once  more, 
Defend  your  rights,  defend  your  shore  ; 
Let  no  rude  foe  with  impious  hand, 
Let  no  rude  foe  with  impious  hand, 


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Invade  the  shrine  were  sacred  lie^, 
Of  toil  and  blood  the  well  earn'd  prize. 
While  off'ring  peace  sincere  and  just,^ 
In  Heay'n  we  place  a  manly  trust, 
That  truth  and  justice  will  prevail, 
And  ev'ry  scheme  of  bondage  fail. 
Firm — united,  &c. 

Sound,  sound,  the  trump  of  fame, 

Let  Washington's  great  name, 

Ring  thro*  the  world  with  loud  applause, 
Ring  thro'  the  world  with  loud  applause, 

Let  ev'ry  clime  to  freedom  dear, 

Listen  with  a  joyful  ear. 

With  equal  skill,  and  god-like  pow'r, 
He  govern'd  in  the  fearful  hour 
Of  horrid  war  ;  or  guides  with  ease, 
The  happier  times  of  honest  peace. 
Firm — united,  &c. 

Behold  the  Chief  who  now  commands, 
Once  more  to  serve  his  country  stands — 
The  rock  on  which  the  storm  will  beat, 
The  rock  on  which  the  storm  will  beat, 
But  arm'd  with  virtue  firm  and  true, 
His  hopes  are  fix'd  on  Heav'n  and  You. 
When  hope  was  sinking  in  dismay, 
And  glooms  obscur'd  Columbia's  day, 
His  steady  mind  from  changes  free, 
llesolv'don  Death  or  Libertv. 

CHORUS. 

Firm — united — let  us  be, 
Rallying  round  our  liberty  ; 
As  a  band  of  brothers  join'd, 
Peace  and  safetv  we  shall  findt 


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THE  LAND  OF  LIBERT  Y 

LO  !  where  yon  shore  enraptur'd  stands  display'd, 

And  the  c:iim  soul  with  bliss  ecstatic  swells ; 
Where  virtue  smiles,  in  modest  garb  array'd, 

And  meek  contentment  uncorrupted  dwells, 
There  lays  Columbia!  Independent.  Free, 
There  reigns  unceasing,  Peace  and  Liberty  ! 
There  live  the  sens  of  now-departed  sires, 

Who  like  their  fathers  will  their  rights  defend. 
Whose  breasts  the  smallest  insult  quickly  fires, 

Who  ne'er  to  princes,  nor  to  kings  will  bend. 

For,  as  brave  patriots,  they  never  can  see 
Oppression  reign,  where  now  smiles  Liberty  ! 
There  liv'd  great  Washington  by  all  rever'd, 

There  Schuyler  died,  and  Warren  bled  ; 
There  rests  a  Putnam,  once  to  all  endear'd, 

There  sleeps  a  Wayne  amongst  the  silent  dead  ! 
While  poor  Columbia  mourns  her  sons  so  brave, 
And  weeps  lamenting  o'er  each  hero's  grave ! 
There  all  are  free  !  united  there  they  live, 

Maintain  their  rights  with  patriotic  zeal  ; 
Like  kindred  friends,  each  other's  wants  relieve, 

A  bright  example,  for  each  other,  (eel ! 

And  with  their  fathers'  blood  this  bliss  was  bought, 
For  it  they  bled,  for  it  they  nobly  fought ! 
There  does  the  foreigner,  driv'n  from  the  land 

That  ga-  birtji,  hy  dire  oppression,  hie  ! 

And  soon  i  ted,  joins  the  patriot  band, 

Who  live  United,  but  Divided  die  ! 
Then,  there  contented  spends  his  days  in  peace> 
In  thoughtless  ea<=e,  tranquillity  and  bliss  ! 
Delightful  place  !  above  all  nations  blest, 

E  2 


14 

It  dreads  no  Despot's  vile,  offensive,  nod  ; 
A  people  ne'er  by  tyranny  opprest, 

Who  fear  no  mortal,  tho'  they  fear  a  God ! 
Thus  do  they  live  intrepid,  firm,  and  brave, 
And  thus  they  die  and  sink  into  the  grave  ! 
Then,  may  sweet  health  and  plenty  round  them  smil 

May  peace  and  pleasure  with  them  ever  reign  ; 
And  soft  ey'd  Mirth,  each  tedious  hour  beguile, 

Pluck  from  the  wounded  breast  the  thorn  of  pain 
And  may  Columbia  live  for  ever  free, 
Maintain  her  Rights,  her  Laws,  her  Liberty 


WAR  SONG. 

TO  arms,  to  arms,  in  haste  arouse, 

And  boldly  stride  the  warlike  field  ; 
Go  meet  the  tyrants,   base-born  slaves, 
And  point  them  to  their  op'ning  graves. 
Or  bid  the  daring  vassals  yield. 

'Tis  Freedom's  cause  invokes  your  aid. 

Off,  noble  freemen,  hence,  away  ; 
f  ioud  let  the  trumpets  sound  afar, 
The  drums  proclaim  the  rage  of  war, 

And  every  loyal  heart  be  gay. 

Proud  Britain  shall  be  humbled  low, 
And  own  the  equal  rights  of  man 
The  brave  that  fight  in  freedom's  cause, 
Shall  teach  respect  to  Freedom's  laws, 
For  aacred  Justice  leads  the  van. 

Then  warriors  rouse,  shake  off  your  fears, 

Great  Independence  loudly  calls  ; 
March  boldly  through  Canadian  snows, 
Let  Quebec  meet  your  heaviest  blows, 
And  quickly  raze  her  towering  walls. 


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What  though  you  fall  beneath  the  pile  ? 

The  gen'rous  heroes'  tomb  is  near  ; 
There  sleeps  the  great  Montgomery,  blest, 
Brave  Wolfe  reclines  in  peaceful  rest, 

The  warrior's  deathless  fame  is  here. 

Death!  'tis  a  name,  an  empty  sound  ! 

That  ne'er  disarm'd,  nor  shook  the  brave  : 
Then  fight  for  Independence  just, 
For  though  the  hero  sink  to  dust. 

The  wreathes  of  glory  deck  his  grave. 

Fame  shall  exalt  his  name  to  heav?n, 
And  bear  it  on  her  sacred  scroll ; 

For  when  a  Freeman  bravely  dies, 

His  worth  like  incense  shall  arise, 
'Till  fleeting  time  shall  cease  to  roll. 

Ihen  rouse  to  arms,  your  country  calls, 

Hence  march  to  meet  the  foe  afar  ; 
Charge  home  like  men,  make  sure  the  day, 
And  drive  the  dogs  of  war  away, 

mnd,  sound,  aloud  the  trump  of  war. 


THE  NAVAL  ENGAGEMENT 

Between    the    republican    Frigate    L/ Ambuscade. 
Captain  Bumpard  •  and  the  British  royal  Frigate 
Boston,  Captain  Courtney,  off  the  coast  of  P 
Jersev.— !1792.) 

RESOLVED  for  a  chase, 
All  Frenchmen  to  face. 
Bold  Boston  from  Halifax  sailed, 
With  a  full  flowing  sheet, 

The  pride  of  the  fleet, 

Sot  a  vessel  she  saw,  but  she  hailed 


H 


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With  Courtney,  commander,  who  never  d id  fear 
Nor  returned  from  a  fisfht  with  "  a  flea  in  his  ear." 

As  they  steered  for  the  Hook, 
Each  swore  by  his  book, 

'  No  prayers  should  their  vengeance  retard  ; 

1  They  would  plunder  and  burn, 

*  They  would  never  return 
<i  Unattended  by  Captain  Bumpard  ! 
is  No  Gaul  can  resist  us,  when  once  we  arouse, 
u  We'll  drown  the   monsieurs   in  the  wash  of  our 
bows  r 

A  sail  now  appear' d, 
When  towards  her  they  steer'd, 
Each  crowned  with  his  Liberty- Cap  ; 
Under  colours  of  France  did  they  boldly  advance, 
And  a  small  privateer  did  entrap — 
The   time    may  have  been   when  their    nation  was 

brave, 
But  now,  their  best  play  is  to  cheat  and  deceive. 

Arrived  at  the  spot 

Where  they  meant  to  dispute, 

Thus  Courtney  sent  word,  in  a  heat: 

*'  Since  fighting's  our  trade, 

u  Their  bold  Ambuscade 

*'  Must  be  sunk,  or  compelled  to  retreat : 

"  Tell  eaptain  Bumpard,  if  his  stomach's  for  war,    . 

"  To  advance  from  his  port,  and  engage  a  bold  tar.' 

Brave  captain  Bumpard 

When  this  challenge  he  heard. 

Though  his  sails  were  unbent  from  the  yards. 

His  topmasts  struck  down. 

And  his  men  half  in  town  ; 

Yet  sent  back  his  humble  regards — 


57  ' 

Trie  challenge  accepted  ;  all  hands  warn'd  on  board, 
Bent  their  sails,  swore  revenge,  and  the  frigate  un- 
moor'd. 

The  Boston,  at  sea, 

Being  under  their  lee, 

For  windward  manoeuvred  in  vain  ; 

'Till  night  coming  on, 

Both  lay  by  'tiil  dawn, 

Then  met  on  the  watery  plain,  / 

The  wind  at  north  east,  and  a  beautiful  day, 

And  the  hearts  of  the  Frenchmen  in  trim  for  the  fray. 

So,  to  it  they  went, 
With  determin'd  intent 
The  fate  of  the  day  to  decide 
By  the  virtues  of  power  ; 
(No  argument  louder 
Was  e'er  to  a  subject  applied) 
A  Gaul  with  a  Briton  contends, 
Let  them  staqd  to  their  guns,  and  we'll  see  how  it 
ends. 

As  the  Frenchman  sail'd  past, 
Boston  gave  him  a  blast, 
Glass  bottles,  case  knives,  and  old  nails, 
A  score  of  round  shot, 
And  the  devil  knows  what, 
To  cripple  his  ma«ts  and  his  sails  ; 
The  Boston  suppos'd  it  the  best  of  her  play 
To  prevent  him  from  chacing — if  she  ran  a«v  I 

The  Frenchman  most  cool, 
(No  hot-headed  fool,) 
Return'd  the  broadside  in  a  trie*: 
h^  hot  was  the  blast, 


o8 


lie  disabled  one  must, 

And  gave  thern  some  rigging  to  splice, 

Some  holes  for  to  plug,  where  the  bullets  had  gone. 

Some  yards  to  replace,  and  some  heads  to  put  on. 

Three  glasses,  and  more, 
Their  cannons  did  roar, 
Shot  flying  in  horrible  squads ; 
'Midst  torrents  of  smoke, 
The  Republican  spoke, 
And  frightened  the  Anglican  gods  ! 
Their  frigate  so  maul'd,  they  no  longer  defend  her, 
And,  Courtney  shot  down-— they  bawled  oat  to  sur- 
render ! 

11  La  )  what  a  blunder 
u  To  provoke  this  French  thunder  ! 
u  Think  with  the  devil  he  deals — 
"  But  since  we  dislike 
"  To  surrender  and  strike, 
"  Let  us  try  the  success  of  our  heels  : 
"  We  may  save  the  king's  rigate  by  running  away, 
*#  The  Frenchman  will  have  us — all  hands — if  we 
"  stay  I*  *  m 

So  squaring  their  yards, 

On  all  captain  Bumpards 

A  volley  of  curses  they  shed — 

Having  got  their  discharge, 

They  bore  away  large, 

While  the  Frenchman  pursued,  as  they  fled. 

But  vain  was  his  haste — while  his  sails  he  repair'd 

He  ended  the  fray  in  a  chase — 

TheJGaul  got  the  best  of  the  fight,  'tis  declared  . 
The  Briton— the  best  of  the  race  » 


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YANKEE  DOODLE. 


ippiriilii 


Columbia's  sons,  for  ever  brave,  Will  conquer  or  will 


i-r  If.  C I  CI t tr#g 


die,  sir,  They'd  prefer      a  glorious  death,  'Fore 


iiiiiiiiiiiS 


they'd  from  Britons  fly,  sir.  Yankee  Doodle,  boys  for  war, 


iJ^Efjpgg-gj 


Yankee      Doodle      dandy,    Yankee       Doodle, 


boys,  for  war,  "We've  cv'ry  thing-  quite  hanch. 


Brave  Rogers  stiii  scouis  o'er  the  main, 
And  John  Bull  flies  for  fear,  sir, 

Lest  Yankee  guns  should  once  again, 
Unwelcome  greet  his  ear,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

John  Bull  remains  still  in  a  dread, 
And  trembles  in  his  shoes,  sir, 

For  if  we  catch  him,  his  big  head. 
We'll  sorely  beat  and  bruise,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 


i 


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When  Yankee  boys  do  take  Quebec, 

And  that  will  shortly  be,  sir, 
We  hope  John  Bull  may  break  his  neck, 

Should  he  attempt  to  flee,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Then  cheer  up,  boys,  fear  no  alarm, 
Nor  Britons,  while  they  boast,  sir, 

For  vict'ry  we  will  surely  have, 
When  Yankees  guard  our  coast,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Come,  strike  your  tents,  boys,  march  away, 

The  enemy  is  nigh,  sir, 
Let  Britons  ne'er  forget  the  day, 

The  Yankees  made  them  fly,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

At  Lexington,  and  Bunker's  Hill, 

And  many  places  more,  sir, 
We  beat  John  Bull,  till  he'd  his  fill, 

And  made  him  orowl  and  roar,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &f 

At  Ticonderoga,  the  brave  boys, 
From  the  Green  Mountain  far,  sir, 

Shew'd  Johnny  Bull  they  fear'd  no  noise, 
Nor  with  his  slaves  to  war,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Next  Trenton  shew'd  what  deeds  of  might 
The  Yankees  could  perform,  sir. 

For  dark  and  dismal  was  the  night, 
We  beat  them  in  a  •torm,  sir. 


Yankee  Doodle,  &:c 

Johnny  Bull  now  rag\l  and  storm'd, 
And  great  Burgoyne  sent  o'er,  sjr, 


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But  e'er  he  had  his  men  well  form'd, 
We  Yankees  beat  him  sore,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c\ 

To  Monmonth  then  we  went  full  speed,. 

Nor  respite  gave  poor  John,  sir, 
At  Stony  Point  we  made  him  bleed, 

And  victVy  was  our  own,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

At  Guilford  next  John  shew'd  his  face, 

But  had  to  turn  his  back,  sir, 
At  Eutaw  Springs  he  met  disgrace, 

For  Fayette  found  the  track,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c< 

Poor  John  still  tho't  another  chance 
Might  still  nrore  lucky  be,   sir, 

But  at  Yorktown  we  made  him  dance, 
And  fainly  he  would  flee,   sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &^. 

Then  sound  aloud  the  trump  of  fame, 
And  let  the  Britons  know,  sir, 

That  should  they  dare  to  come  again, 
They'd  meet  a  deadly  foe,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &v. 

When  Yankee  boys  each  use  his  gun, 
As  their  dads  done  before,   sir, 

0  !  then,  odd  zooks  !  what  charming  fun, 
To  hear  John  weep^and  roar,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c, 

Columbia's  genius  then  will  smile 

On  heroes  with  delight,  sir, 
Who  in  their  former  Y ankee  style, 
Put  Johnny  Bull  to  flight,  sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c< 
F 


C2 


The  American  Frigate  Alliftnce. 

AS  Nuptune  trae'd  the  azure  main 
That  own'd,  so  late,  proud  Britain's  reign 
A  floating  pile  approach'd  his  car, 
The  scene  of  terror  and  of  war. 

As  nearer  still  the  monarch  drew 

[Her  starry  flag  display  d  to  view] 

He  ask'd  a  Triton  of  his  train 

"  What  flag  was  this  that  rode  the  main  jt- 

<(  A  ship  of  such  a  gallant  mien 

This  many  a  day  I  have  not  seen, 

To  no  mean  power  can  she  belong, 

<r  So  swift,  so  warlike,  stout,  and  strong. 

'*  See,  how  she  mounts  the  foaming  wave- 
Where  other  ships  would  find  a  grave, 
Majestic,  awful,  and  serene, 
t€  She  sails  the  ocean,  like  its  queen 

cc  Great  monarch  of  the  hoary  deep, 
Whose  trident  awes  the  waves  to  sleep. 
[  Replied  a  Triton  of  his  train] 
"  This  ship,  that  stems  the  western  main, 

'  To  those  new,  rising  States  belongs, 
Who,  in  resentment  of  their  wrongs, 
Oppose  pioud  Britain's  tyrant  sway, 
' '  And  combat  her,  by  land  and  sea. 

"  This  pile,  of  such  superior  fame, 
From  their  strict  union  takes  her  name, 
For  them  she  cleaves  the  briny  tide, 
M  While  terror  marches  by  her  side. 

"  When  she  unfurls  her  flowing  sai!r 
Undaunted  by  the  fiercest  gales, 


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In  dreadful  pomp  she  ploughs  the  main, 
'<  While  adverse  tempests  rage  in  vain. 

:i  When  she  displays  her  gloomy  tier, 
The  boldest  foes  congeal  with  fear, 
And,  owning  her  superior  might, 
IC  Seek  their  best  safety  in  their  flight. 

(i  But  when  she  pours  the  dreadful  blaze, 
And  thunder  from  her  cannon  plays, 
The  bursting  flash,  that  wings  the  ball, 
"  Compells  those  foes  to  strike,  or  fall. 

i{  Though  she,  with  her  triumphant  crew, 
M'n*ht  to  their  fate  all  foes  pursue  ; 
Yet  faithful  to  the  land  that  bore, 
"  She  stays,  to  guard  her  native  shore. 

u  Though  she  might  make  the  cruisers  groan 

That  sail  within  the  torrid  zone,    T 

She  kindly  lends  a  nearer  aid; 

i€  Annoys  them  here,  and  guards  the  trade 

*  Now  traversing  the  eastern  main, 
She  greets  the  shores  of  France  and  Spain  ; 
Her  gallant  (lag  dis  jlay'd  to  view, 
{i  Invites  the  old  world  to  the  new. 

"  This  task  achieved,  behold  her  go 
To  seas  congealed  with  ice  and  snow, 
To  either  tropic,  and  trw  line, 
4i  Where  suns  with  endless  fervour  shine. 

<c  Not,  Argo,  on  thy  decks  were  on,    < 
Such  hearts  of  brass,  as  here  abound  ; 
They  for  their  golden  fleece  did  fly, 
Those  sail—to  vanquish  tyranny. "- 


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JEFFERSON  AND  LIBERTY. 


»B 


Ye  sons  of  Columbia  who  cherish  the  prize,  The 


arms  of  your  fathers    so       valiantly  gain'd,  Like  the 


sun  unobscur'd  may  your  glory  arise,  And  your 


igfemppl 


lib  -  erties    flourish    forev-er     unstain'd,  While 


-z£ 


m 


Mars  clad  in  gore,  bids  the  far  thunders  roar,  May 


gli^iliiH 


freedom  and  peace  bless  our  dear  native  shore,  And 


I  jVr  may  the  «ons  of  Columbia  be  slaves,  While  the 


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lliilgi 


earth  bears  a     plant,  or  the  sea  rolls    in     waves. 


By  art  more  than  arms  our  foes  have  long  try'd, 

To  lead  the  brave  sons  of  Colombia  in  slav'ry, 

Their  force  we've  withstood,  and  their  power 

defy'd, 
And     repuls'd    each   attack    with     republican 
brav'ry. 

Though  our  internal  foes, 
May  our  freedom  oppose, 
Our  firmness  and  zeal,  to  the  universe  shows, 
«  That  ne'er  will,  &c. 

The  agents  of  Briton  like  fiends  in  disguise, 

Have  kindled  the  fire  of  faction  around  us  ; 
Yet  unaw'd  by  the  flame  we  united  arise, 
To  pull  down  the  Babel  that  strove  to  con- 
found us. 

All  intrigue  is  in  vain, 
We'll  united  remain  ; 
And  our  rights  and  our  liberties  ever  maintain. 

And  ne'er  shall,  &c. 

Calumny  and  falsehood  in  vain  raise  their  voice> 
To  blast  our  republican's  fair  reputation, 

But  Jefferson  still  is  American's  choice, 

And  he  will   her  liberties  guard  from  inva- 
sion'. 


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Tis  the  wretches  who  want, 
To  unite  church  and  estate, 
That  the  name  of  M'Kean,  truth,  and  Jefferson 
hate. 

But  ne'er  will,  &c. 

Cloak'd  up  in  religion  they've  nothing  to  fear, 
Intrigue   there  may  triumph  and  vice  be  de- 
fended, 
How  true  to   their  god,  and  our   laws  they  ap- 
pear, 
Whilst  destroying  that  freedom  for  which  we 
contended. 

Like  the  serpent  of  old, 
Whilst  array'd  in  fine  gold, 
The  arrows  of  death  and  destruction  they  hold. 

But  ne'er  will,  &c. 

At  freedom's  fair  temple  see  Jefferson  stand, 
Unaw'd  and  unmov'd  by  the  thunder  of  fac- 
tion, 
Let  all  rrue  Americans  join  hand  and  hand, 
And  witness  this  day  their  heart  felt  satisfac- 
tion. 

His  much  hononr'd  name, 
And  his  virtue  and  fame  ; 
In  triumphant  strains  to  the  world   we'll  pro- 
claim. 

And  ne'er  will,  &c* 

Remember  election  is  liberty's  race, 

By  which      noble    charter    our   freedom  wc 
cherish, 


M 

At  the  helm  of  our  nation  then  Jefferson  place, 
That  our  free  Constitution  and  rights  never 
perish. 

Still  America's  pride, 
In  her  cause  has  been  try'd, 
And  he  in  her  council  was  born  to  preside, 
That  ne'er  shall  the  sons  of  Columbia  be  slaves, 
While  the  earth  bears  a  plant,    or  the  sea  rolls 
in  waves. 


AN  ODE. 

HAIL!  time  propitious  !  hail  the  coming  day, 
When  justice  will  resume  her  ancient  sway  ; 
Hail,  Congress  !  whose  unbiass'd  firm  decrees, 
Will  hold  the  public  title  to  the  seas, 
'Til!  ev'ry  nation  shall  be  bath'd  in  gore 
And  kings,  and  tyranny,  be  heard  no  more  ; 
Hail,  patriots,  statesmen,  sages  gone  of  old, 
Who  valued  Independence  more  than  gold, 
Hail,  ye  immortal  shades  of  soldiers  dead, 
Who  in  the  tumult  of  fierce  warfare  bled. 

In  temples  which  fair  nature  rears, 

Your  ev?ry  worthy  deed  appears 

There  stamp'd  ;  where  marble  is  not  known 

Will  be  your  virtue,  and  renown  ; 

When  this  great  globe  is  wrapt  in  flame, 

The  latest  trumpet  shall  proclaim, 

Honor  be  the  'ward  of  heroes 

Laurels  for  the  victors   brows. 

When  Hector  fell  the  martial  God  did  weep, 
His  brightest  son  sunk  in  eternal  sleep, 


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1 

Achilles  dragged  him,  by  his  shining  car 

The  hapless  victim  of  a  cruel  war. 

This  acto'erclouded  all  the  conqu'ror's  fame, 

And  mark'd  with  shame,  and  ignominy  his  name. 

Lo  when  our  brave  Montgomery  died, 

Mars  stood  in  radiance,  by  his  side, 

Saw  the  great  warrior  there  ;  and  prest 

The  lifeless  body,  to  his  warlike  breast. 

This  was  an  honor  due  ;  which  Fame 
Will  o'er  the  hemispheres  proclaim, 
Wake  with  her  trumpet,  slumb'ring  worth, 
And  give  to  battle  second  birth. 

Rouse  our  manly  indignation, 

Place  each  hero  at  his  station  ; 

Stir  up  Warren's,  Greene's,  and  Wayne's, 

To  lead  our  armies  to  the  plains. 

Peace  weeping,  with  her  olive  branch  has  fled, 
To  the  dark  vault,  where  Washington  is  laid  ; 
There,  while  the  battle  lasts,  resolv'd  to  stay 
When  o'er,  she'll  sparkle  with  a  double  ray  ; 
Light,  science,  commerce,  manufactures,  art 
And  all  that  elevates  the  human  heart ; 
But  hark  a  dreadful  storm  begins  to  roll, 
See  !  how  it  blackens  from  the  arctic  pole 
The  angry  clouds  surcharged  with  death  draw  near, 
And  fill  the  traitors  to  our  land  with  fear. 

Now  on  the  thunder  see  he  comes, 
Beat,  Columbia,  beat  the  drums, 
Raise  your  banners  high  in  air, 
The  God  of  victory  is  here  \ 
Behold  the  fire  in  his  eye, 
It  flashes  like  the  fire  of  sky  ; 


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See  lie  carries  bloody  spears 
Columbia's  Freedom  ;— now  appears. 

Oh  !  in  the  battle  may  our  cannons  roar, 

And  echo  spread  the  noise  from  shore  to  shore, 

Each  patriotic  breast  with  vengeance  glow, 

To  hurl  destruction  on  our  common  toe: 

Thus  our  great  sires,  a  brave  united  host 

Drove  lords  and  hirelings,  from  our  fertile  coast  ; 

Taught  mcnarchs  to  respect  our  freeborn  right 

Or  nobly  dar'd  them  to  a  noble  fight ; 

And  shall  we  tamely  yield  the  greatest  good, 

Achiev'd  and  cherish'd  by  our  lathers'  blood. 


FRIENDSHIP. 


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Poor  are  the  joys  which  fools  esteem, 

Fading  and  transitory  ; 
Mirth  is  as  fleeting  as  a  dream, 

Or  a  delusive  story  : 
Luxury  leaves  a  sting  behind, 
Wounding  the  body  and  the  mind  , 
Only  in  friendship  can  we  find^ 

Pleasure  and  solid  glory. 


'1 

Beauty  with  all  its  gaudy  show, 

Is  but  a  painted  bubble  ; 
Short  is  the  triumph  wit  bestows, 

Full  of  deceit  and  trouble  : 
Fame,  like  a  shadow  flies  away, 
Titles  and  dignities  decay  ; 
Nothing  but  Friendship  can  dispii), 

Joys  thai  are  free  from  trouble. 

Learning,  that  boasted  glittering  things 
Scarcely  is  worth  possessing  ; 

Riches,  for  ever  on  the  wing, 
Cannot  be  call'd  a  blessing  : 

Sensual  pleasure  swells  desire, 

Just  as  the  fuel  feeds  the  fire  ; 

Friendship  can  real  bliss  inspire, 
Bliss  that  is  worth  possessing. 

Happy  the  man  who  has  a  friend 
Form'd  by  the  God  of  nature  ; 

Well  may  he  feel  and  recommend, 
Friendship  with  his  Creator  : 

Then  as  our  hands  in  friendship  join, 

So  let  our  social  powers  combine  ; 

Rul'd  by  a  passion  most  divine, 
Friendship  with  our  Creator. 


OLD  SEVENTY-SIX. 

Tune  . —  Yankee  Doodle. 

WHEN  Freedom's  sons,  at  HeavVs  commanr, 

Shook  off  the  British  nation, 
America  did  then  assume 

An  independent  station. 


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The  Congress  then  were  men  of  sense , 

And  truly  patriotic  ! 
They  swore  they  would  not  pay  their  pence 

To  any  king  despotic  ! 

CHORUS. 

And  this  the  law  of  seventy-six, 
We  swear  each  to  maintain,  sir, 

No  such  vile  things,  as  lords,  or  kings, 
Shall  in  America  reign,  sir* 

The  laws  they  made  were  quick  obeyd, 

Whigs  vied  with  whigsf  or  glory  : 
And  Jack  Burgoyne,  like  creeping  Ned, 

Went  home  to  tell  his  atory. 
At  Bunker's  Hill — Howe  had  his  fill, 
His  troops  were  mow'd  down,  sir, 
rhileGage,  poor  soul  !  who  lov'd  bones  whole, 
raid  to  ox  it  the  town,  sir. 

And  this  law.  Sec 

lilis  next,  like  frighted  mole, 
At  Yorktown  burrow'd  deep,  sir, 
But  Washington,  with  bombs  and  gun, 
Soon  ions' d  him  from  his  sleep,  sir, 

made  them  prance  a  Yankee  dance, 
Whilst  martial  music  sounded, 
ay  down  their  arms  rive  hundred  score, 
By  rebel  troops  surrounded. 

And  this  the  law,   $,$. 

Then  straight  they  flew  to  George  theii 

And  told  the  doleful  tale,  sir, 
(few  th'  rebels  swarm 'd  throughout  the  land** 

And  cover'd  hill  and  dale,  s;r, 


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His  courtiers  too  did  round  him  throng, 

And  all  to  make  him  easy  ; 
No  consolation  could  afford, 

Alas  !  it  drove  him  crazy. 

And  this  the  law,  Sec* 

And  now,  behold  his  vengeful  frown, 

Brimful  of  wrath  and  chagrin, 
Keeps  western  posts,  and  takes  our  ships, 

And  won't  stand  to  his  bargain. 
Then  let's  unite,  assert  our  right, 

Thrash  his  majestic  back,  sir, 
Starve  all  their  isles,  confound  their  wiles, 

And  turn  up  t'other  jack,  sir. 

And  this  law,  &c. 

Whole  hosts  of  priests  and  kings  combin'd, 
(For  their  own  preservation) 

tWith  gogs  and  magogs,  emp'ror  too, 
A  pretty  combination  ! 
But  Frenchmen  they,  inarch  brisk  away, 

And  shoot,  and  flash,  and  scare  'em, 
Ca  Ira  sing,  and  Marseil'ois  hymn, 
And  bayonet  all  before  them. 

And  this  the  law,   &c^ 

The  Duke  of  York — light  as  a  cork, 

In  'letter  to  his  pappy, 
"  My  grenadiers  have  beat  Monsieurs, 

And  made  me  truly  happy  ! 
Then  pappy  banish  all  your  fears, 

l^ve  made  this  protestation, 
To  fight  it  out,   and  bring  about 

Their  total  extirpation. 
J  And  this  the  law,  &&. 


u  Our  loss  is  small,   scarce  none  at  all, 

Compar'd  with  th'  eirmy's  losses, 
We've  lost,  big,  little,  great  and  small, 

Three  men,  two  hundred  horses. 
I  could  do  no  less,  than  send  express, 

(For  vict'ry  always  pleases) 
I've  tak'n  a  town — it  ;  all  mv  own, 

The  French  call  it — Landrec  ies.'5 

And  then  this  law,  &.l, 

In  vain  the  lion  boast  his  strength, 

That  none's  so  strong  as  he,   sir, 
For  now,   behold  !  reverse  of  fvte  ! 

Down  on  ii is  bene!."!  .j\ee,   st. 
Thus  fares  it  with  tkaxe  tyrant  ->>u!s, 

Who  th'  rights  of  m^n  oppose,   si   , 
While  'gallic  cock  pick'd  our  his  eyes, 

The  snapper  pimi'd  his  nose,   sir, 

And  i\\\<  the  law,  &c. 

Prophets  of  old,   have  long  foretold, 

And  also  revelation, 
Most  clear  point  out,  beyond  a  d  nib 

Tii'  downfall  uf  T>'ii:s]  natioji. 
For  their  Alpha  and  Oiiug', 

Wili  sure  ropit  to  an  ernl  ■-■  >n, 
Give  'em  a  kick,   and  tell  oid 

"  Take  crazy  Gcnrg.v"— ■  ".•     :  rand  sot 

CflUlltfS. 

And  this  the  law  of  se  venfy-six, 
We  swear  each  to  maintain;   sir  ! 

No  such  vile  things,  as  lords  or 
Shall  in  America  reign,   s'r. 


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He  spy'd  a  score  of  kegs — or  more, 
Come  floating  down  the  tide,  sir. 


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A  sailor  too,  in  jerkin  blue, 

The  strange  appearance  viewing, 

First  rubb'd  his  eyes,  in  great  surprise, 
Then  said — some  mischief's  brewing. 

These  kegs  now  hold  the  rebels  bold, 
Pack'd  up  like  pickled  herring  : 

And  they're  comedown  »'  attack  the  town, 
In  this  new  way  of  ferrying. 

The  soldier  flew,  the  sailor  too., 
And  scar'd  almost  to  death,   sir, 

Wore  out  their  shoes,  to  spread  the  news, 
And  ran  till  out  of  breath,  sir. 

Now  up  and  down,  thoughout  the  town, 
Most  frantic  scenes  were  acted  ; 

And  some  ran  here,  and  some  ran  there, 
Like  men  almost  distracted. 

Some  fire  cry'd,  which  some  deny'd, 
But  said  the  earth  had  quaked  :  J 

And  girls  and  boys,  with  hideous  noise, 
Ran  thro'  the  streets  half  naked.  I 

Sir  William*  he,  snug  as  a  flea, 

Lay  all  this  time  a  snoring, 
Nor  dreamt  of  harm,  as  he  lay  warm, 

In  bed  with  Mrs.   Loring. 

Now  in  a  fright,  he  starts  upright, 

Awak  d  by  such  a  clatier  :  , 

Jie  rubs  both  eyes,  and  boldly  cries, 
€  For  God's  sake,  what's  the  matter  V 

*  Sir  William  Howe. 


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At  his  bed  side  he  then  espy'd 

Sir  Erskine*  at  command,  sir, 
Upon  one  foot  he  had  one  boot, 

And  t'other  in  his  hand,  sir. 

Arise!  arise!  Sir  Erskine  cries  : 

The  rebels* — more's  the  pity — 
Without  a  boat,  are  all  on  float, 

And  ranged  before  the  city. 

The  motly  crew,  in  vessels  new, 
With  Satan  for  their  -guide,  sir, 

Pack'd  up  in  ba<j;s,  or  wooden  kegs, 
Come  driving  down  the  tide,  sir. 

Therefore  prepare  for  bloody  war  ; 

These  kejrs  must  all  be  routed  : 
Or  surely  we  despis'd.  shall  be  ; 

And  British  courage  doubted. 

The  royal  band  now  ready  stand- 
All  r  ing'd  in  dread  array,  sir, 

With  stomach  scout,  to  see  it  out> 
And  make  a  bloody  day,  sir. 

The  cannons  roar,  from  shore  to  shore  .v 
The  small  arms  make  a  rattle  ; 

Since  wars  began,  I'm  sure  no  man 
E'er  saw  so  strange  a  battle. 

The  rebel \  vales,  the  rebel  dales, 

With  rebel  trees  surrounded, 
The  rebel  woods,  and  hills  and  flood**. 

With  rebel  echoes  sounded. 

*  Sir  William  Erskine. 
f  The  British  officers  were  so  fond  of  the  word  rebel, 
that  they  often  applied  it  most  absurdly. 

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The  fish  below,  swam  to  and  fro, 

Attack'd  from  ev'ry  quarter  ; 
Why  sure,  thought  they,  the  deal's  to  pay 

'Mongst  folks  above  the  water. 

The  kegs,  'tis  said,  thro'  strongly  made, 
Or*  rebel  staves  and  hoops,  sir, 

Could  not  oppose  their  powerful  foes, 
The  conqu'ring  British  troops,  sir. 

From  morn  to  night,  these  men  of  might 

Display'd  amazing  courage  ; 
And  when  the  sun  was  fairly  down, 

Retird  to  sup  their  porridge. 

An  hundred  men,  with  each  a  pen, 

Or  more,  upon  my  word,  sir, 
It  is  most  rrue,  would  be  to  few, 

Their  valour  to  record,  sir. 

Such  feats  did  they  perform  that  day 

Upon  these  wicked  kegs,  sir, 
That  years  to  come,  if  they  get  home, 

They'll  make  their  boasts  and  brags,  sir. 


THE  SOLDIER'S  DREAM. 

NIGHT,   blessed  night,  had  gently  spread, 
Her  curtain  round  the  soldier's  head  ; 
When  as  pale  Hecate's  hour  begun. 
Appear'd  the  form  of  Washington. 

I  saw  Columbia's  Saviour  rise, 
And  mark'd  the  fury  in  his  eyes  : 
I  saw  him  wield  a  gleaming  sword, 
And  heard  with  joy  the  hero's  word. 


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Soldier  be  firm,   intrepid,  brave, 
And  meiu'i  y  shall  your  deeds  engrave  ; 
Your  cause  is  just,  the  just  must  sway, 
This  says  the  KING,  whom  I  Joey. 

Where  loudest  wars  the  thunders  sound, 
Where  greatest  shakes  the  bloody  ground, 
Where  execution  most  is  done, 
Will  be,  your  former  champion. 

Soldiers,  be  resolute  in  heart, 
Freedom  and  thee  shall  never  part  ; 
Unsheathed  let  your  sword  remain 
To  cut  away  your  country's  stain. 

The  sudden  voice  of  buglehorn, 
Now  introduced  the  blazing  morn  : 
But  still  the  hero  is  with  rue, 
America  and  Liberty. 


YANKEE  TARS 

COMRADES,  jf in  the  flag  of  glory, 
C liter ly  tread  the  deck  of  fame  ; 

Earn  a  place  in  future  story, 

Seek  and  win  a  warrior's  name. 

Yankee  Tars  can  laugh  at  dangers  : 
While  the  roaring  mountain  wave 

Teems  with  carnage — they  are  stranger 
To  a  deed  that  is  not  brave. 

May  our  banner'd  stars,  as  ever, 
Splendidly  o'er  freemen  burn, 

Till  the  night  of  war  is  over, 
Till  the  dawn  of  peace  return. 


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But  when  arriv'd  in  sight  of  land, 

Or  sale  in  port  rejoicing, 
Our  ship  we  moor,  or  sails  we  hand, 

Whilst  out  the  boat  is  hoisting  ; 
With  cheerful  hearts  the  shore  we  reachj 

Our  friends  delighted  greet  us, 
And  tripping  lightly  o'er  the  beach, 

The  pretty  lapses  meet  us. 
When  the  full  flowing  bowl  enlivens  the  soul, 

To  foot  it  we  merrily  lead  them  ; 
And  each  bonny  lass  will  toss  off  her  glass, 
To  America,  Commerce,  and  Freedom, 

Our  prizes  sold,  the  chink  we  share, 

Ant!  gladly  we  receive  it, 
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No  free-born  sailor  yet  had  stop  . 

But  cheerfully  would  lend  it, 
And  when  it's  crone — to  s;ja  for  more, 
We  earn  it  bur  ro  spend  ir. 
Then  drink  round,  my  b©ys,'tjsthe  first  of  our 

Torelieve  the  distressed?  clothe  and  i\-L\\  them, 
'Tis  a   diity  we  share   with   the  brave  and  the 
fair, 
In  this  land  of  Commerce  and  Freedom. 


flow  blest  the  Lift  a  Soldier  leads. 
Tune— America,  Commerce,  and  Freedom. 

HOW  blest  the  life  a  soldier  leads. 

From  town  to  country  ranging, 
For  as  the  halt  the  march  succeeds, 

Our  toil  delights  by  changing. 
Tho'  cannons  roar  along  the  field, 

And  comrades  bleed  beside  us, 
Our  hearts  are  like  our  bayonets  steel'd, 

These  dangers  never  fright  us. 
Should   fresh   troubles    come,  we  11  take  '-word 

and  gun, 
If  the  enemy  attack,    we'll  not  need  'em. 
But  prime,    load,   and  fire,  and  charge  as  they 

come  nigher, 
Twas    the  way    our  brother   soldiers    gain'd 

their  freedom. 

Our  country's  call  we  will  obey, 
'Tis  what  we  take  delight  in  $ 


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Allho'  we're  snug  at  home  to-day, 

To-morrow  we  rruw  be   fighting. 
Should  foreign  troops  invade  our  lands, 

We'll  welcome  them  on  shore,   sir  ; 
Republicans  they  can't  withstand  ; 

They  well  knew  this  before,  sir. 
The  drum  beats  alarm, we  appear  with  our  arms, 
1  ho'  the  enemy  advance  we'll  not  heed 'em  3 
Weil  match  till  we  meet,  we  will  make  them 

retreat, 
'Tis  the  way  that  we'll  support  the  cause  of 

freedom. 

Returning  home  with  cheerful  heart's, 

Our  friends  delighted  greet  us  ; 
Presenting  us  with  flowing  bowls, 

The  pretty  lasses  meet  us  ; 
Their  smiles,   my  lads,  dr.ve  oiT  dull  care, 
And  banish  every  sorrow  ; 
f  We'll  drink,  and  dance,  and   laugh,  and  sing, 
;ci  take  our  rest  to  morrow. 
Then  drink  round,  my  b«»ys,   'tis  the  first  of  our 

j  :  > 

May  we  have  our  arms  and  courage  when  we 
peed  'emj 
To  prime,    load,  and    fire — so   we'll  raise   our 
me  still  higher, 
And  support  the  constitution  and  our  freedom. 


To  the  Volunteers  of  the  Cnittd  Stales. 
BRAVE  Sons  of  Freedom  !  go, 
Maintain  Columbia's  cause, 
Drive  hence  the  daring  foe, 
And  bid  him  fear  our  laws. 


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%Tis  Liberty  that  fires 
The  spirits  of  the  brave, 
Her  breath  each  soul  inspires. 
And  bids  it  dare  the  grave. 

When  Albion's  fettered  host, 
Invites  the  battle's  rage, 
Each  free  man  at  his  post, 
Shall  arm   to  arm  engage. 

And  while  the  storm  beats  high, 
Columbia's  sons  advance, 
Nor  fear  like  men  to  die, 
Or  share  victorious  chance 

The  rage  of  war  grows  hot, 
The  falling  victims  die, 
But  glory  marks  the  spot 
Where   brave  Columbians  lie. 

The  storm  is  black  with  death, 
The  vivid  lightnings  blaze  ; 
But  still,  the  sce-ner'd  wreathe, 
Thy  arm,  O  Freedom  1  sways, 

Columbia's  sons  shall  rise, 
And  crush  the  tyrant  low  ; 
For  if  they  frown,  he  dies, 
And  meets  his  overthrow. 

Sweet  Freedom  !  thou  hast  charms, 
To  break  oppression's  chain   ; 
Within  thy  fost'ring  arms. 
Embrace  this  vast  domain. 


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Then  civil  discord  bene 
And  daring  foes,  awav  • 


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Blest  Freedom's  our  defence. 
The  Sun  that  lights  our  day. 

Hail  Union  !  hail  our  Rights  ! 
Hail  Peace  or  honest  war 
Hail  most  the  man  who  fights 
In  fame,  he  shines,  a  Star. 

The  Freeman  quits  his  cot, 
And  all  domesticjoys  ; 
He  hails  the  Soldier's  lot, 
And  angry  battle's  noise. 

Sweet  music  to  his  ears, 
When  Liberty's  the  prize, 
Sweet  solace  to  his  fears, 
He  conquers,  or  he  aies. 


TARS  OF  COLUMBIA 


Ye  tars  of  Columbia,  the  trumpet  of  tame,  Thro'  the 


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ig::ESE5EH=Eg 


world  your    actions    shall  loudly   proclaim,     Sec 


iSipSS 


Libert v'-         genius       iti  triumph  aria         Re 


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cording  your  deeds  us  she  mounts  thro*  the  skies,  Re- 


immmm 


3P* 

cording  your  deeds  as  she  mounts  thro'  the  skies 


illlliiSSg 


Whilst  at  the  hostile  sl.orc,  where  thundering-  cannons 


Hiiiil=i^i 


roar,  The       note      of  each  brave  tar,      each 

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brave       tar       shall  be,       Not  tribute       but 

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ulo  -    rv«    wv'il         (Ue        or        be    free, 

The  brave  sons  of  freedom  who  fell  in  thecause, 
Supporting  our  r ignis,  Independence  .^nd  laws ; 


As  the  actions  of  heroes,  by  history  are  grac'd, 
First  shall  Seiners,  Decatur,  and  Wadsworth  be 

plac'd. 

Whilst  at  the,  &c. 

See  Preble  exalted,  a  monument  stand  ! 
Surrounded  by  heroes,  who  under  his  command, 
On  Tripoli's  tyrant  their  vengeance  have  hurl'd, 
And  the  deeds  of  Columbians  resound  thro'  th-e 
world. 

Whilst  at  the,  &c. 

May  Washington's  genius  our  country  defend, 
And  that  charter  maintain  which  freedom  has 

penn'd  ; 
But  should  tyranny  dare  our  rights  to  invade — 
By  our  tars  shall  the  daring  attempt  be  repaid. 

Whilst  at  the,  &c. 

AMERICAN  SAILORS  CONQUERORS. 

COME,  come,  my  lads,  the  glasses  raise  ; 

Let's  drink  to  gallant  Hull,  Sir, 
For  w'ell  our  Constitution  he 

Sustain'd  against  John  Bull,  Sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Where's  now  the  Guerriere  ?  Deep  she  sinks 

Beneath  old  Neptune's  Acres  ; 
Hull,  Hull's  the  Lad,  will  make  them  glad 

To  bear  away  with  Dacres. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Our  good  Live  Oak,  'gainst  British  Oak 

On  Ocean  shall  maintain,  Sir, 
With  Yankee  balls,  and  hearts  of  Oak 

Its  claims  to  Ocean,  vain,  Sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &e. 


'      88 

Next  on  the  list,  let  Jones  be  prest, 

Whose  gallant  little  Wasp,  Sir, 
With  Sting  in  tail,  the  Frolic  frail, 

In  close  embrace  does  clasp,  Sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

But  force  superior  renders  vain 

His  noble  deeds  at  sea,  Sir, 
Poictiers,  the  boast  of  Britain's  host, 

Re  vanquishes  his  prey,  Sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Thus  at  the  pass  of  Thermopyle 

Leonidas  opposes 
His  country's  foes  ;  yet  conquered,  lost 

No  honour,  Sir,  nor  roses, 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c 

Decatur,  now,  with  manly  brow 

United  States,  commanded  : 
The  Macedonian  phalanx,  laid 

Full  low,  his  prize  demanded. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Brave  Chauncey,  let  us  not  forget 

Upon  the  Lake  Ontary, 
For  Royal  George  and  Regent  Prince, 

He,  to  our  ports,  will  carry. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c 

And  all  our  Tars,  in  hottest  wars 
With  Britain's  sons  will  strive,  Sir  : 

.And  like  Van  Tromp — o'er  sea  will  romp; 
And  them  from  ocean  drive,  Sir. 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 


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In  bumper  toast,  our  noble  host, 

Together  let  us  drink,  Sir  : 
Our  efficers  and  eke  their  crews 
From  danger  ne'er  shall  shrink,  Sir, 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Columbia,  hail  !  To  weep  and  wail 

Thy  lot,  shall  never  be,  Sir, 
Thy  Stripes  and  Stars,  our  jolly  Tars 

Shall  keep  from  danger  free,  Sir, 

Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

THE  TRIPLE  VICTORY, 

NO  more  of  such  blathering  nonsense, 
9Bout  the  Nelsons  of  old  Johnny  Bull  ; 
I'll  sing  you  a  song,  'pon  my  conscience, 
'Bout  Jones  and  Decatur  and  Hull  ! 
Dad  Neptune,  has  long,  with  vexation, 
Beheld  with  what  insolent  pride, 
The  turbulent,  billow-wash'd  Nation,  - 
Has  aim'd  to  control  his  salt  tide. 

CtiORUS. 
Sing  lather  away  jonteel  and  aisy  ; 
By  my  soul,  at  the  game  Hob-a-Nob^ 
In  a  very  few  minutes  we'll  please  ye, 
Because  we  do  work  by  the  job. 

There  was  Dacres  at  vaunting  and  boasting, 
His  equal  you'll  seldom  come  near  ! 
But  Hull,  betwixt  Sinking  and  Roasting, 
Despatched  his  proud  frigate  Guerriere  ! 
Such  treatment  ro  him  was  a  wonder, 
Which  serv'd  his  proud  spirit  to  choke, 

H  I 


90 

And  when  to  the  bottom  our  thunder 
Had  sent  her,  we  laughM  at  the  joke. 
Sing  lather  away  jonteel  and  aisy  ; 
For  Hull,  at  the  game  Hob-a-Nob, 
Is  the  boy  that  will  surely  amaze  ye, 
So  well  he  can  work  by  the  job. 

T'other  day  worse  than  gout,  fit  or  cholic, 

The  Wasp,  with  brave  Biddle  and  Jones, 

So  terribly  Stung  the  poor  Frolic  ; 

As  left  her,  but  bare  skin  and  bones. 

She  struck,  but  what  could  she  do  better  ? 

For  time,  there  was  none  to  delay  ; 

Indeed  it  must  terribly  fret  her 

To  see  she  could  not  run  away. 

Sing  lather  away  jonteel  and  aisy, 
For  Jones,  at  the  game  Hob-a-Nob, 
Is  the  boy  that  will  quickly  amaze  ye> 
Because  he  takes  work  by  the  job. 

Now  to  augment  our  brave  little  navy, 
And  add  to  the  pride  of  each  state, 
Decatur,  without  fat  or  gravy, 
Has  dress'd  Alexander  the  Great  I 
By  my  soul  to  prevent  further  trouble, 
And  save  a  disgraceful  downfall, 
Since  they  find  all  resistance  a  bubble, 
They'll  strike  without  fighting  at  all. 
Sing  lather  away  jonteel  and  aisy, 
Decatur  to  play  Hob-a-Nob, 
Will  in  seventeen  minutes  amaze  ye, 
Huzza  !  'twas  a  quick  finish'd  job. 


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VICTORY  OF  TRIPOLI. 


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#? 


Arise  !  arise  !  Columbia's  sons  arise  !  And 


join    in  the  shouts  of  the   patriotic      throng'  !     A- 


►-- ^ — I if— L-L. ^— !H ^ L 


rise  !    arise  !     Coluipbia's  sons      avis;-   !   And   let 


heav'n';,  walls  echo  v.  iup  son ■■•-. 


For  Co- 


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lumbia'.?  is      virto  -  ry  proclaim  nig, 

"  i.  Lj. ;  Pllu Z4ZZI  ZZfiZ 


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ie's  thro  t'ne  world  our  ;  nd  deeqs  maintaining- 


T-ft"  — 


And  our  fame  at  Tripoli     recorded    still  shall  be, 


92 


And  oui  fame  at  Tripoli  recorded  still  shall  be,  And 


SraSI 


Decatur,  brave  Decatur's  name  remembered  be  with  joy. 


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Huzza  1  huzza!  huzza!  huzza!  huzza!  boys, 


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Mars  guards  for  us,  what  we  did  independent  gain,  Huz- 


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za  !  Huzza  !  Hu/za  !  Huzza  !  Huzza!  boys,  Co- 


iiiililgi^ 


Lam  -  bia  still  unrestrained    sails  the  main. 

Haughty  and  proud  the  tawny  sons  of  Tripoli* 
Had  long  been  a  pest  to  our  independent  sail* 
ing  : 
And  vainly  thought  they  to  enclave  were  Ire 
While  th'eis  Bag  wav'd  unfurl'd  c/erthe  main, 


93 

But  Decatur  soon  taught  them,  'midst  all  their 

peals  of  thunder, 
To  Columbia's  flag,  'twas  their  wisdom  to  sur- 
render ; 
And  their  frigate  in  a  flame,  gave  a  glory  to 

his  name, 
And  their  frigate  in  a  flame,  gave  a  glory  to 
his  name, 
And  laurels  grac'd  the  bosoms  of  Columbia's  fair. 

Huzza  i  huzza  !  huzza  !  &c. 

In  Congress  with  joy,  met  the  guardians  of  our 
rights, 
Determin'd  to  give  to  merit  its  renown   : 
And  surrounded  the  brows  which  the  hardy  tar 

requites 
With  a  fair  wreath  and  a  fam'd  laurel  crown, — 
And  the  loud  trump  of  Fame  o'er  earth  and 
ocean  sounding, 
With   Barron,  Preble,    Talbot,    and   Decatur's 
name  resounding  ; 
And  our  fame  at  Tripoli,  recorded  still  shall 

be, 
And  our  fame  at  Tripoli,  recorded  still  shall 
be, 
And  freedom's   loving  choir  sing  the  glories  of 
that  day. 

Huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  &c. 

Arise  !   arise  I  you  sprightly  sons  of  mirth, 
Receive  your  protectors  with  open  arms  re- 
turning : 
And  view  the  spoils  they  with  their  blood  have 
bought  : 
Columbia's  flag  high  waving  in  the  air. 


91 


And  the  American  seaman    henceforward  shall 
be  pennM, 
A  terror  to  his  foe  and  an  honour  to  his  friend; 
From  the  scourge  of  Tripoli,  our  children  shall 

be  free, 
From  the  scourge  of  Tripoli,  our  children  shall 
be  free, 
And  millions  yet  unborn  shall  rejoice  in  our 
•      fame. 

Huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza.  &e. 


DECATUR'S  VICTORY. 

TO  the  court  of  old  Neptune,  the   God   of  the 

sea  ; 
The  sons  of  Columbia  sent  a  petition, 
That  he  their  protector,  and  patron  would  be  ; 
When    this   answer  arriv'd,   free  from  terms, 
or  condition  : 

Repair  to  the  sea  ; 

You  conqu'rers  shall  be  ; 
And  proclaim  to  the  world,  that  Columbia  is  free  1 
Beside  my  proud  trident  Decatur  shall  be^i,     ■ 
And  the  laurels  of  vict'ry  triumphantly  wear  ! 

The  Tritons  arose  from  their  watery  bed  ; 
And  soundino-  their  trumpets  ;   i^Eolus  attended, 
Who  summoned  his  Zephyrs, and  to  them  he  said, 
Old  Neptune  Columbia's  cause  has  befriended. 

As  the  world  you  explore, 

And  revisit  each  shore, 
To  all   nations  proclaim   the  glad   sound   ever- 

•••    . 


95 


That  Decatur  old  Neptune's  proud  Trident  shall 

bear, 

■ 

And  the  laurels  of  Vict'ry  triumphantly  wear  • 

The  Naiads,  in  chariots  of  coral  so  bright, 

SkinVd   swiftly  the  wide  liquid  plain,  quite   en- 
chanted : 

Soon  the  proud  Macedonian  gladdened  their  sight, 

And  Decatur  advancing,  with  courage  undaunt- 
ed ! 

They  saw  with  -i  smile, 
The  fast  anch^r'dv  isle, 

Resigning  the  laurels,  obtaind  at  the  Nile  ! 

And  when  victory    crown1  d    brave    Columbia's 
cause,  W 

The  trumpet  of  Fame  shook  the*  world  with  ap- 
plause ! 

Dame  Amphitrire  flew  to  the  Archives  above, 
To  see  the  great  mandate  of  Neptune  recorded, 
When  tracing  :he  records  of  Libyan  Jove, 
To   find    where    renown   to % brave    deeds    was 

awarded, 

There  Washington's  name, 
Recorded  by  Fame, 
Resplendent  as  light,  to  her  view  quickly  came  ! 
In  raptures  she  cries,  here  Decatur  Til  place, 
On  the  page,  which  the   deeJs  of  brave  Wash 

ingtou  grace  ! 

Now  charge  all  your  glasses  with  sparkling  wine. 
And  toast  our  brave  tars,  that  so  bravelv  defend 

us  ; 
While  our    Nav  \\  Commanders    so  noblv  com- 

bine, 


We  defy  all  the  ills  haughty  foes  e'er  can  send 
us  ! 

While  our  goblets  do  flow  i 
The  praises  we  owe, 
To  Valour  and  Skill,  we  will  gladly  bestow, 
And  may  grateful  the  sons  of  Columbia  be  ! 
To  Decatur,    whom  Neptune  crowns  Lord  of 
the  sea  I 


FREEDOM ASD  PEACE. 


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3= 

While  Europe's  mad  L'ow'rs  o'er  the  ocean  are 


liiliiiiil 


ranging,       Regardless      of  right,  with  their 

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bloodhounds  of  war,  Theif  kingdoms,  their  empires  dis- 


tracted and  changing,  Their  mnrdcrs  and  ruins  re- 


Uixg  afar;  *  •  '  1  *fdoi     -md  Pekce,  f-tir  des* 


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cendants    of    heaven,  Of   all  our  companions  the 

iiHiiilip 


noblest  and  best,  From  dark,  eastern    nations     by 
anarchy   driven,  Have  i build  a  ietreat      in      the 


c  limes      of    the  West. 


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othe/,       For      all     tha(      Ambition's 

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perup    can        impart, 


For   all       that     Am- 


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bition's  proud  pomp         can      im  -  part. 


Here  dwell   the  blest  cherubs,  so   dear  to  our 
wishes  ! 
Here  thron'd  in  our  hearts  they  inspire  all  our 
Schemes  ; 
They  sport  round  each  cottage,  with  smiles  and 
with  blisses, 
They  glide   through    our   streets — they   sail 
down  our  streams  ; 
The  shades  of*  our  heroes  immortal,  delighted, 
Look  down  from  the  radiant  mansions  of.day: 
"  Be  firm  !"  they  exclaim,  "  Be  forever  unit- 
ed, 
4t  And  nations  may  threaten,  but  cannot  dis- 


may 


>> 


For  Freedom  and  Peace,   &< 


The  demons  of  Discord  are  roaming  the  ocean, 
Their  insult  and  rapine  and  murder  are  law  S 
From  scenes  so  atrocious,  of  blood  and  commo- 
tion, 
It  is  great — it  is  godlike  awhile  to  withdraw  ! 
Perhaps  when  the  hand  that  has  ted,  is  suspend- 
ed— 
When  Famine's  pale  spectres  their  steps  over 

take, 


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The  firm  voice  of  Truth,   at  last,  be  attended, 
And  Justice  and  Reason  once  more  re-awake. 

But  Freedom  and  Peace. 

Awav  !  with  the  vultures  of  War  and  Ambition, 
Who  headlong  to  rearing  of  navies  would  run, 
Those  cancers   of  nations — those  pits  of  perdi- 
tion— 
Where  Britain  and  France  will   alike  be  un- 
done : 
Far  nobler  the  arts  of  our  country  to  nourish, 

Its  true  independence  and  pow'rs  to  increase, 
And  while  our  resources  of  industry  flourish, 
To  hail  the   glad   blessings   of  Freedom  and 
Peace. 

Then  Freedom  and  Peace,  &c. 

•  The  storm  we  defy— it  may  roar  at  a  distance, 
Unmov'd  and  impregnable  here  we  remain  ; 
We  ask  not  of  Europe  for  gifts  or  assistance, 
But  Justice,  Goqd-Faith,  and  the    Rights  of 
the  Main  : 
Should  these  be  refus'd, — in  ourselves  we're  a 
world  : — 
And  those  who  may  dare  its   domains  to  in- 
vade, 
To  death  and  destruction  at  once  shall  be  hurl'd, 
For   Freedom   hath    sworn   it,  and    shall   be 
obey'd  ! 

Then  Freedom  and  Peace.  &c. 

We  want    neither  emperor,  king,   prince,  nor 
marshal, 
Navies  to  plunder,  nor  Indies  to  fleece  ; 


llX) 


Our  honest    Decrees  are,   "  To  ail    be    impai 
rial," 

Our  Orders  of  Council,  still   "  Freedom  and 
Peace  ;  * 
But  Commerce,  assail'd  by  each  vile  depredator, 
Our  country  lias  wiU'd  tor  a  while  to  restrain; 
And  infamy  light  on  the  head  of  the  traitor 
Who  tramples  her  laws    for   base    lucre    and 
gain. 

Then  Freedom  and  Peace,  &c. 

Look   round  on  your  country,  Columbians,    un- 
daunted, 
From  Georgia  to  Maine — from  the  Lakes    to 
the  Sea  : 
Is  one  human  blessing  or  luxury  wanted 

That  flows    not    amongst    us  unmeasured  and 
free  ? 
Our  harvests  sustain  half  the  wide  eastern  world, 
Our  mines  and  our  forestsexhaustless  remain ; 
What  sails  on  our  great  Fishing-Banks  are  un- 
furl'd  ! 
What  shoals  fill  our  streams    from  the  depths 
of  the  main  ! 

Then  Freedom  and  Peace,  &c. 

The  fruits  of  our    country,  our  flocks   and    our 
fleece?, 
The    treasures    immers'd  in    our  mountain  > 
that  lie, 
While  discord  is  tearing  old  Europe  to  pieces, 

Shall  amply  the  wants  of  our  people  supply  ; 
New   Roads   and  Canal*    on  their  bosoms  con- 
veying 


101  i 

Refinement  and  wealth,  thro*  our  forests  shali 
roam  : 
And  millions  of  Freemen,  with  rapture  survey- 
ing* 

Shall   shout   out,    i%  O  Liberty,    this   is    thy 

home  !" 

Then  Freedbm  and  Peace,  &c. 

Great  shades  of  our  fathers  !  unconquer'd,  vic- 
torious ! 
To  whom,   under  Heav'n,  our  Freedom  we 
owe, 
Be  witness,  that  Peace  we  revere  still   as  glo- 
rious— 
For  Peace  ev'ry  gain  for  a  while  we  forego  ; 
But  should  the  huge  Son  of  Ambition  and  Plun- 
der— 
Should    Ocean's  proud  scourges  our  Liberty 
L  claim — 

■Your  spirits  shall  ride  in  theroar  of  our  thunder, 
That  sweeps  to  the  gulph  of  perdition  their 
name. 

For  Freedom  and  Peace,  &c. 

Our  strength  and  resources  defy  base  aggression* 
Our    courage — our    enterprize— -both    have 
been  try'd, 
Our  nation,  unstain'd  with    the   crimes  of  op- 
pression, 
Hath   Heav'n's  own   thunderbolts   all  on  our 
side  : 
Then  henceforth  let  Freeman  and  Freeman  be 
brother, 
Our«Peace  and  our  Liberty  both  to  assert  : 

12 


102 

Nor  ever  resign  up  the  one  nor  the  other 

For  all  that  Ambition's  proud  pomp  can  im- 
part. 

CHORUS. 

Then  Freedom   and  Peace  we  will  cherish  to- 
gether, 
We'll  guard   them  with  valor — we'll  crown 
them  with  art  ; 
Nor  ever  resign  up  the  one  or  the  other 

For  all  that  Ambition's  proud   pomp  can  im- 
part. 


DECATUHAND  THE  NAVY. 

LET  glory  proclaim  to  the  hills  of  the  vest, 

The  triumphs  of  freedom  alar  ; 
Our  song  be  Decatur  and  Liberty  bfsr, 

Huzza  to  the  brave,  and  the  war. 

The  gallant  commander  and  all  his  brave  hand, 

Rejoice  at  the  sight  of  the  foe  ; 
Three  cheers  give  the  signal;  each  heart  and 
each  hand, 

Conspires  to  strike  the  firm  blow. 

Then,  furious,  the   cannons'  fierce  thundering! 
roa. , 

Death  speedily  follows  the  blaze, 
The  dead  and  the  dying  be  cover'd  with  gore, 

While  Freedom  the  contest  surveys. 

Sweet  Goddess  1   that  guides  us    to  glory  and 
fame, 
And  rides  in  the  terrible  blast, 


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Now  give  to  Decatur  a  glorious  name, 
That  long  as  his  country  shall  last. 

The  fierce  Macedonian  soon  yields  to  the  fotv, 
She  yields  to  the  gallant  and  brave  ; 

Success  to  our  sailors  wherever  they  go, 
And  in  death,  sweet  peace  to  their  grave, 

Huzza  to  the  brave  that  triumphantly  ride, 

And  traverse  the  boisterous  sea, 
Columbia's  glory,  her  honour  and  pride, 

And  freedom's  fair  bulwark  shall  be. 

Our  brave,  gallant  Navy  shall  sooner  or  later, 

The  ocean,  victorious,  plough, 
And  liberty,  conquest,  with  noble  Decatur, 

Shall  make  the  proud  Albion  bow. 

The  Tars  of  Columbia  were  born  to  be  brave, 
Their  birthright  is  Liberty  blest  ; 

To  shield  it  from  insult,  from  ruin  to  save  ; 
Shall  long  be  the  pride  of  each  breast. 

Then  hail  to  our  Navy,  all  hail  in  a  bumper  ! 

And  Jones,  and  Decatur,  and  Hull, 
May    Rodgers    soon    meet    the    fierce     roving 
"  Plumper,'* 

And  drub  bis  old  friend  Johnny  Bull. 


DEATH  OF  WOLFE. 


<&  re lfc>    _  R.I  _ii>-  - 

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In  a  mouldering  cave,  a  wretched  retreat,  Bri- 


104 


? — -_, 


mm 


tannia    sat  wasted  with  care.  She  wept  for  her 


Wolfe,  then  exclaimed  against  fate,  And  gave  herself 


►  despair.      The  vails  of  her     cell,  she  had 


up  to  despair 


ipiipiiEiiif 


sculptur'd  around,  With  th'  exploits  of  her     favourite 


i*i 


«iSSgffi 


son  ;  Nay    even      the       dust,  as     it    lay     on    the 


LidXitLL-f-  CIIT  J'S 


ground,  was  engravM  with  some  deed     he      had 


■ — r* 


-H9- 


done, 


TP  N»  »" 


\\  as  en- 


grav'd  with  some    deed    he      had         done. 


105 


The    sire    of  the    gods,     from    his    crystalline 

Beheld  the  disconsolate  dame,  [throne, 

And    mov'd  with  her  tears,    he    sent  Mercury 
down, 

And  these  were  the  rdings  that  came  : 
Britannia  forbear,  not  a  sigh  nor  a  tear 

For  thy  Wolfe,  so  deservedly  lov'd  ; 
Thy  grief  shall  be  changed  into  tumults  of  joy: 

For  thy  Wolfe  is  not  dead,  but  removed. 

The  sons  of  the  earth,  the  proud  giants  of  old, 

Have  fled  from  their  darksome  abodes  ; 
And  such  is  the  news  that  in  heav'n  is  told, 

They  are  marching  to  war  with  the  gods  : 
A  council  was  held  in  the  chamber  of  Jove, 

And  this  was  their  final  decree  : 
That  Wolfe  should  be  call'd  to  the  army  above, 

And  the  charge  was  entrusted  to  me. 

To  the  plains  of  Quebec  with  the  orders  I  flew: 

Wolfe  begg'd  for  a  moment's  delay  : 
He  cry'd,  O  forbear,  let  me  victory  hear, 

And  then  thy  command  I'll  obey. 
With  a  darkening  film  I  encompass'd  his  eyes, 

And  bore  him  away  in  an  urn  ; 
Lest  the  fondness  he   bore  to   his  own  native 
shore, 

Might  tempt  him  again  to  return. 

HULL,  JONES,  DECATUR  AND  BAINBRIDGE. 

YOCJ  good  fellows  all, 
Who  for  converse  and  mirth  here  assemble  to- 
gether, 

j     Or  serious  or   gay,  o'er  your  wine,  punch, 
i  or  nappy, 


106 

So  cheerful  and  happy — be  ir    foul  or  fair  wea- 
ther, 
We've  a  new  theme  for  story — and   national 
glory  ; 

Not   the  glory  that  glistens  round   tyrants    and 
thrones, 
But  the  glory  of  Freemen — the  valor  of  Sea- 
men, 

1  mean    brave  Decatur,   Hull,    Bainbridge  and 
Jones. 

Gome  put  round  the  pitcher, 
Good  liquor  invites  us — the  occasion  much  more, 
Once  a  month   should  a  frigate — here   bring 
us  to  swig  it, 
Our  bumpers,    like  broadsides — we'll  fire   o'er 
and  o'er, 
In  seventeen  minutes,  despatch  all  that's  in  it. 
And  like  Hull    and  Decatur — make  them  alter 
their  tones, 
Or   as    Jones    cured    the    cholic — in    Johnny 
Bull's  Frolic, 
Or    Bainbridge    the    Java    gave  to  Old    Davy 
Jones. 

Once  more  let  us  charge — 
May  our  arms,  as  at  sea,  he  glorious  on  shore, 

May  men  of  merit  command  men  of  spirit, 
Who  by  skill  like  our  seamen  our  fame  shall  re 
store, 
And  whene'er  we  invade,  may  no  gasconade, 
Cause  the  foe's  derision  and  our  citizen's  groans, 
But  disregarding  all   faction — seek    to   rival 
in  action, 
The  glory   of  Decatur,    Hull,   Bainbridge   and 
Jones. 


I 


109 

DECATUR'S  NAVAL  VICTORY. 

THE  British  long  have  rul'd  the  seas 

With  haughty  gasconading, 
And  chaunting  songs  their  feats  to  praise, 

While  others  they're  degrading. 

Chorus. 

Yankee  doodle,  fol  de  rol, 
Cannon  loud  as  thunder, 
From  brave  Decatur,  Jones,  and  Hull, 
►  Makes  Johnny  Bull  knock  under. 

Now  we  cm  sins  and  chaunt  likewise 

Of  yankee  skill  in  fighting, 
Behold  Decatur  with  his  prize, 

Bold  Britons  now  are  striking. 

Yankee  doodle,  &c. 


The  British  thought  we  had  no  spunk, 

To  try  them  on  the  ocean, 
But  since  we've  took,  and  burnt  and  sunk, 

They've  got  another  notion. 

Yankee  doodle,  &c. 

They'll  find  they've  not  Monsieur  to  meet, 

But  yankee  boys  of  mettle, 
Who  will  their  measures  all  defeat, 

Unless  they  shortly  settle. 

Yankee  doodle,  &c. 

To  press  our  men  they  claim  the  right ; 

But,  blast  their  imposition, 
We'll  let  the  rascals  know  we'll  fight, 
In  pref'rence  to  submission. 

Yankee  doodle,  &c. 
K 


/ 


110 


Huzza,  my  boys,  we'll  fight  away, 

Until  they  cry  pe^cavi, 
Or  with  our  well  aimM  yankee  play 

Soon  send  thera  to  old  Davy. 

Chorus. 

Yankee  doodle,  crack  away, 
With  cannon  loud  as  thunder  ; 

Our  yankee  boys  will  show  them  play, 
Till  Johnny  Bull  knock  under. 


JONES'S  VICTORY. 

YE    brave    sons  of  freedom,   whose   bosoms 
beat  high, 
For  your  country,  with  patriot  pride  and  emo- 
tion, 
Attend  while  I  sing  of  a  wonderful  Wasp, 
And  the  Frolic  she  gallantly  took  on   the  ocean. 

This  tight  little  Wasp  of  true  Yankee  stuff, 
From  the  shores  of  Columbia  indignant  paraded  ; 
Her  eyes  flash'd  with  fire,  and  her  spirit  flatp'd 

high, 
For  her  rights  they  were  basely  by  Britons   in- 
vaded. 

Swift  over  the  wave    from    the    combat 
iiew, 

By  a  sting  keen  and  terrible  arnVd  and  defend- 
ed ; 

Her  broad  wings  were  white  as  the  rough  ocean 
spray, 

And    sixteen  long  arms  from    her  cidc  she  ex* 
tended. 


HI 

The  winds  waft  her   gaily — but  soor  e 

way,  *  j^jd 

The  foe  of  her  father  for  battle  array'd  hinnr*- 
From  his  forehead  were  waving  the  standard  of 

Spain  ; 
But  the  proud  step  and  stare  of  his   nation  be- 
trayed  him. 

Like  the  fierce  bird  of  Jove,  the  Wasp  darted 
forth, 

And,  be  the  tale  told  with  amazement  and  won- 
der ! 

She  hurl'd  on  the  foe,  from  her  flame  spreading 
arms, 

The  fire  brands  of  death,  and  the  red  bolts  of 
thunder  ! 

And  oh!  it  was  glorious  and  strange  to  behold, 
What   torrents  of  fire   from  her  red  mouth  she 

threw, 
And  how  from  her  broad  wings  and  sulphurous 

sides, 
Hot  showers  of  grape  shot  and  rifle  balls  flew  ! 

The  foe  bravely  fought,  but  his  arms  were 

all  broken, 
And  he  flew  from  his  death-wound,  aghast  and 

affrighted  ; 
But  the  Wasp  darted  forward    her  death-doing 

sting, 
And  full  on  its  bosom,  like  lightning,  alighted. 

She    piercM  through  his   entrails,    she  mad- 
den'd  his  brain, 
And  he  vvrith'd  and  he  groan'd  as  if  torn  with 
the  cholic  ; 


112 


i       \^g  shall  John  Bull  rue  the  terrible  day, 
h~       ..  the  American  Wasp  in  a  Frolic. 

1  he  tremors  of  death  now  invaded  his  limbs, 
And    the   streams  of  his    life  blood,  his  closing 

eyes  drawn  ; 
When  lo  !   on  the  wave,  his  colossus  of  pride, 
The  glory  and  pomp  of  John  Bull, tumbled  down. 

Now  drink  to  the  navy,  and  long  may  its  sons, 
Like  the  heroes  of  Rome,  and  of  Carthage  and 

Greece, 
Midst    the   downfall   of  nations,    triumphantly 

bear, 
The  barque  of  our  country,    to   freedom    and 

peace. 

Now  drink  to  Decatur,  and  Rodgers  and  Hull* 
And  to  ev'ry  brave  heart,  to  his  country  that  s 

true  ; 
But  never  forget  whilst  the  glass  circles  round, 
The  fame  of  the  Wasp,  her  Commander,   and 

Crew. 


THE  PRA1S*     OF  COLUMKI  i. 


Hi 


mmmm 


To  no  monarch,  no     tyrant  in  robes  we  w  ill 


ilpLfISi|:I 


aing-,  The  pension  bought  sounds  front  a  heart  <  f  de 


11.3 


siiiiisg 


I ^-J. 


ceit;  Let  Love  give  tlie  harmony,    Friendship  the 


s  ring;,  Bright  Joy      strike  the    chord,  and   the< 


>~y'      i  ^       i  _«  .  ^fcj__    _____  ___.  —  __.  __J— ——___!-  -1- 

VI  uses  Repeat,  Bright  Joy  striicft  the   chord,  and 




'"Pfop  |  f i:~T_~__f__-:^:iE:i:: 

ix.        ^___^__| ^ _a_^j_ 


£  .... 

Muses   repeat.         1  is  tlie  praise    i  Coin  ubii 


v  akens      the  song",  And  the    loud  trump  of  Fan 


z_b" "  -  " :  r"^--  r*  r~~*~~*       >   1 

shall         re-echo    the  n.  America's  Frco 


I 


dorii  tKe  ihcn.e  shall  prolong,  And  die  world  will  re" 

K.  2 


iu 


f-rfe  f -if  ir^g 


peat      it     again    and   ag-ain, 


America's 


^   ^— ^ — — U-J--I ^— ^L| — ^ — ^— ^ 


Freedom       the  theme  shall  prolong",   And    the 


jgiSi^ii 


world  will  repeat      it       again      and       again. 

For  oppression  no  altar  nor  temple  we  raise, 
Where  the  proud  sons  of  indolent  pow'r  might 
rest  ; 
'Tis  goddess  of  Freedom  we  honour  and  praise, 
Whose    temple    is    found    in    each    patriot's 
breast. 

Then  in  praise  of  Columbia,  &c. 

Independence  we  fought  for — that  blessing  we 
gain'd — 
Trade,  Commerce,    and  Plenty  still  add    to 
our  store  ; 
These  rights  still  by  valor  be  ever  retain'd, 
And  Peace,  Love,    and  Friendship  still  dwell 
on  the  shore. 

Then  in  praise  of  Columbia,  &c. 

May  the   brave   sons   of  Freedom    still  form  a 
proud  band, 
And  e'er  guard  the   shore  where  bright  Lib- 
erty reigns  ; 


115 

May  heav'n  in  unity  link  heart  and  hand, 
And  smile  on  the  host  that  no  slavery  stains. 

CHORUS. 

Then  in  Praise  of  Columbia  awaken  then  song, 
And  the  loud  trump  of  Fame  shall   echo  the 
strain  ; 

America's  Freedom  the  theme  shall  prolong, 
And  the  world  will  repeat  it  again  and  again. 

SONG. 

A  NEW  way,  in  battle  to  give  sailors  spunk 

Ratty  tatty,  ratty  tatty, 
Is  to  make  the    ship's   crew  abeut  three  parts 
drunk, 

Ratty  tattoo  tattoo. 

The  British  commanders  (there  is  not  a  doubt) 
This  capital  method  must  have  found  out, 
And  now  put  in  practice,  to  me  doth  seem  clear, 
And    if  two  or  three  minutes  you  will  lend  an 

ear, 
To  what  I  am  singing  I'll  make  it  appear, 

Ratty  tatty  tattoo. 
When  Rodgers  so  wickedly,  that  time  did  pelt, 

Ratty  tatty,  ratty  tatty, 
With  unerring  bullets,  the  ship  Little  Belt, 

Ratty  tattoo  tatt«o. 

The  ships  were  so  near,  one  could  almost  chuck 
A  biscuit  'board  either,  yet  scarce  a  ball  struck, 
Th*  American  frigate,  which  does  prove  at  once, 


116 

The  British  were  drunk,  and  fir'd  all  by  chance, 
Men  sober  would    ne'er  have  shot  so  much  as- 
kance, 

Ratty  tatty  tattoo. 

When  Jones,  in  the  Wasp,    made  the  Frolic  a 
wreck, 

Ratty  tatty,  ratty  tatty, 
And  with  dead  and  wounded  so  cover'd  he*  deck. 

Ratty  tattoo  tattoo. 

The  ships  were  so  near, 'tis  amazing  how  Tew 
Were  wounded  and  kili'd  of  the  Anaei  ican  crew 
A  single  back. woods  man,  behind  a  ship's  ma  \ 
In  one  third  the  time  the  engagement  did  last, 
Could    kill    thrice  the  number  ;   he'd    pop  them 
so  last  ; 

Ratty    tatty  tattoo. 

I^ecatur's  opponent  did  think  (it  -terns  plait 

Ratty  tatty,  ratty  tatty, 
The  Yankees  were  all  riflemen, 

Ratty  tattoo  tartou 

So  at  a  good  distance  he  prudently  thought 

It  b*s*'l°  eilHil^e>   aiu^  l;tt'P  aC  long  snbl  : 
VVhiclh  is  prov  vi  by   the  trifling  effect  oi  "  i r. i 

tire, 
While  more    prudent   conduct  to   them    was   so 

diir, 

Ratty  tauy  tattoo. 

May  always  the  British  that  fine  plan  pursue, 

Ratty  tatty,  ratty  tatty, 
Our  gun  boats  will  all  then  find  something  to  do, 

Ratty  tattov  tattoo, 


117 


The  men  on  the  decks  have  nothing  to  fear, 
Though  greatly  expos'd,  they'll  always  be  clear 
Of  danger  from  gnn-shot,  this  conclusion  I  draw 
From  what  Rodgers,   Decatur,   Hull  and  Jones 

felt  and  saw, 
For  British  Dutch  courage  then  let  us  huzza. 

urrrrrrrrrrratry  tatty  tattoo. 


DECATUR'S  VICTORY. 


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hearts  full  of  coinage,  and        true  ;  On      a 


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cruise  we    set  sad,  With  a    prosperous   g-.ile,  Our 


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siiiis 


mffig 


EZ3I 


true, 

izqxdi-iiisiijtz: 


Our      hearts  full  of  courage  and  true.  To  our 


iii 


iffgi 


Frigate  we  drink,  She  will  conquer  or  sink,  While  De- 


ca  -  tur  commands  the  brave  ere         To     i 


2fate  we  drink,  She  will  conquer  or  sink,  While  De- 

T 


catur  commands  the  brave  crew,    Huzza  !  Huz- 


za !■    Huzza!  for       Deca.  -  tur,     Hiz  -  z. 

A  sail  heaves  in  sight, 

We  prepare  for  the  :  ; 

Clear  the  decks,  my  boys,  is  theory 

Hammock-  tip,  chests  below, 

And  the  netting  we  stow, 

All  hands  to  their  quarters  quick  fl; 

Three  cheers,  three  cheers 
Three  cheers,  my  brave  b  thre         eers. 

Our  cannon  loud  roar'd, 
Maits  went  by  the  board  ; 


it.    ::-f 
The  Macedonian  strikes, 

And  De  catc  r^  trifphaiat  at  sea. 


DECATUR'S  VICTORY. 
Tune — -*  Aaaerean  *q  Hem 


.        L  tlae  VraTe, 

7  -  . 

Tha:  :eaBipr 

- 
:rC  _  e, 

While  Dtc^:  :   r! 

i,  the  boast  of  Lhe  na- 

DOS 


Tkey  exulting  did  r 


120 


When  a  shot  from  Decatur  shcw'd  their  powei 

we  defied. 
Shew'd   Columbia  !    Columbia  I    would    ever 

be  free. 
While  Decatur  and  Hull  protect  her  Liberty  ! 

Decatur  now  swell'd  with  the  pride  of  his  foe  ! 
A  broadside    quick    sends,   which    re-echoes 
like  thunder, 
And  pla'nly  they  feel  th*  inveterate  blow, 
For  the  flag  of  Britannia  is  now  rent  asunder. 
And  soon  they  strike  to  the  brave, 
And  many  a  British  slave, 
Is  cast  in  the  deep,  and  swallow'd  by  the  wave. 
And  Columbia  !  Columbia  !  will  ever  be  free, 
While  Decatur  and  Hull  protect  her  Liberty  [ 

Oh  !  then  let  the  name  of  Decatur  the  brave, 
With     Chauncy,   Hull   and     Jones,  and    bold 
Bainbridge  uniting  ; 
Resound    to  t he    skies,    and    be  borne  o*er   the 
wave, 
As  heroes,  and    men,  in  a  glorious    war.  de- 
lighting. 

Tho*  with  our  standard  unfurPd, 
Have   proclaimed  to  the  world, 
That  de;>i)ots    and    monarchs   from    their  seats 
must   be  hurPd. 
For  Columbia'. Columbia!  would  ever  be  free, 
While  Decatur  and  Hull  protect  her  Liberty  ! 


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LAWRENCES  TID-RE-I. 


Come,      all  you  boys,  who  Freedom  prize,  And 


join  my  soncc  in  chorus,  O!  Jolm  Bull's  found  out,  From 


tea 


El 


\^r^l  1  yi: 

his  last  rout,  When  Yankees  fight  they'll  conquer,  O 
— — m. «.— -. — y— — -. T 


illiliilipiil 


The      Hornet's  might,  In     glorious  fight,  We've 


pro'd      upon         the      Peacock,      O!       She 


spread  all  sail,  Then  show'd  her  tail,  Which 


'A  J  i   ' ■         — ■     '         —        ■  .■-— —  -  ■  -    -  ■■         —  .A-— -1 —        ■  ■  -  -^    .      .  I  M 

soon    oiu*        Hornet  tickled  ^    O. 


Sodn    our        Hornet 

L 


J  Z2 


"  Crowd  all  sail/'  says  our  Capta  in,  u  and  if 
we  ence  get  along  side  of  her,  we'll  teach  these 
common  plunderers  the  difference  between  the 
sons  of  Freedom,  fighting  for  their  country's 
rights,  and  the  base  slaves  of  a  cruel  Tyrant. ,? — 
Then  the  crew,  two  by  two,  one  aft  er  the  other, 
gave  nine  cheers,  and  as  if  nothing  at  all  ail'd 
them,  they  kept  singing. 


Tid  ve    I,  the   Hornet,      O  !  The  Peacock  met  the 


Hornet,   O!  And  brushing  her  tail     to     spoil  his 

iiiiiiliilif 


nest,  The    Hornet   fought  and  lower'd  her  creut 


Now  to't  we  went, 

With  firm  intent, 
To  do  the  job  genteely,  O  ; 

Her  Union  Jack, 

With  great  elatt, 
They  hoisted  at  their  mizen,  O  ; 

But  soon  our  stripes, 

Gave  Jack  the  gripes, 
Our  Stars  they  shone  in  splendour,  O  ; 


icZ6 

Wl  rile  our  brave  tarsf 
Ins)  pirfd  by  Mars, 
Their  c;  innon  loud  made  rattle,  O. 

We  soor  i  came  up  with  her,  and  after  a  broad- 
side or  tw  o,  our  Captain  gave  orders  to  hear 
down  upo  n  her,  and  lay  her  close  along  side. 
O,  it  wou  Id  have  made  your  heart  glad,  to  see 
how  neatly  '  we  fixt  the  business  for  her,  in  spite 
of  their  fre  quent  cries  of*  Britons  strike  home, 
strike  home  **/'  we  still  kept  playing  them  a  bit  of 
our 

TID-RE-I,  &c 

The  Peacock  game, 

We  soon  made  tame, 
Each  shot  its  object  answered,  O  ; 

Bold  captain  Peake, 

In  death  does  sleep, 
And  thirty-six  were  wounded,  O  ; 

And  our  bold  crew, 

Who  are  true  blue, 
Now  on  h<?r  starboard  rak'd  her,  O  * 

u  Five  minutes  more, 

Her  fltag  she'll  low'r," 
Exulting  cried  our  captain,  O, 

At  last  down  came  the  British  flag,  she  fired 
a  gun  to  the  leeward,  and  at  the  same  time 
hoisted  h  tr  Jack  (union  down)  as  a  signal  of 
distress.  This  touch'd  the  heart  of  our  brave 
captain,  -who  ordered  assistance  to  be  given, 
and  on  boarding  her,  found  she  was  as  full  of 
holes  as  a  lime  sieve,  but  in  the  act  of  helping 
our  contj-  acred  foes,  she  filled,  and  down   went 


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three  of  our  bravest  Tars,  who  notwithstanding 
kept  singing 

TID-RE-I,  &c. 

Fill  up  the  glass, 

Round  let  it  pass, 
We'll  drink  long  life  to  Lawrence,  O  ; 

Likewise  to  those, 

Who've  show'd  our  foes, 
Columbia  sails  triumphant,  O 

And  v*  hen  again, 

They  plough  the  main, 
They'll  ne'er  disgrace  their  colours,  O  ; 

And  Briton's  host, 

Who  throng  our  coast, 
They'd  beat  whh  half  their  number,  O. 

So  now  while  we  are  safe  at  home,  enjoying 
the  smiles  of  our  wives  and  sweethear{s,in  this 
blessed  land  of  Freedom,  let  us  toast  the  memory 
of  those  brave  fellows,  who  have  lost  their  lives 
for  "  Free  Trade  and  Sailors*  Rights;"  and 
when  we  again  receive  sailing  orders,  we'll 
amuse  John  Bull  with  our 

TID-RE-I,  ic. 


fVHEtf  BRAZEN  TRUMPETS. 


giiiiisiii 


When    brtzen      trumpets,       When     brazen 


126 


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THE  PEACOCK  AND  HORNET. 

Tune— "  Old  Granu  Weal." 

YE  Demos  attend,  and  ye  Federalists  too, 
I'll  sing  you  a  song  that  you  all  know  is  new, 

It  is  of  a  Hornet,  true  stuff  I'll  be  bail, 

That  tickled  a  Peacock,  and  lower'd  his  tail. 

CHORUS. 

Sing  bubboroo  dudderoo,  Granu  Weal, 
Our  Hornets  can  tickle  a  British  bird's  tail. 

Their  stings  are  all  sharpened  to  pierce  with* 
out  fail, 
Success  to  our  navy,  says  Granu  Weal. 

This    Peacock   was    bred    in  the    land   of  king 
George, 
His  feathers  were  fine,  and  his  tail  very  large, 
He  spread  both  his  wings,  like  a  ship  in  full  sail, 
And  prided  himself  in  the  size  of  his  tail. 
Sing  bubboroo  dudderoo,  &c. 

King  George  said,  my  bird,  to  America  go, 
Each  Hornet  and  Wasp  is  the  British  king's 
foe, 
Pick  them  up,  my  dear  bird,  spread  your  wings 
for  the  gale, 
But  beware  of  the  insects  of  Granu  Weal. 
Sing  bubboroo  dudderoo,  &c. 

Away  flew  the  bird  at  the  word  of  command, 
His  flight  was  directed  to  freedom's  own  land, 

But  the  Hornet  discovered  his  wings  like  a  sail, 
And  quickly  determined  to  tickle  his  tail. 
'Sing  bubboroo  dudderoo,  &c. 


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So  to  it  they  went  with  both  beak  and  sting, 
The   Hornet  still  working    keen  under  hef 
wing, 
American  insects,  quoth  she,  I'll  be  bail, 
Will  ruffle  your  feathers,  and  lower  your  tail. 
Sing  bubboroo  dudderoo,  &c. 

The  Peacock  now  mortally,  under  the  wing, 
Did  feel  the  full   force  of  the   Hornet's  sharp 
sting, 
He  flatter'd  his  crest  with  a  wheu  and  a  wail, 
Sunk  down  'fore  the  Hornet,  and  lower'd  his 
tail. 
Sing  babboroo  dndderoo,  &c. 

Success  to    brave  Lawrence,  who   knows  well 
the  nest, 
Where  Hornets  and    Wasps  can  with  honor 
still  restf, 
He'll  send  them  with  skill  and  with  force  I'll  be 
bail, 
To'humble  king-birds,  and  to  tickle  their  tail. 
Sing  babboroo  dudderoo,  &c. 


THE  BOPvNET  TRIUMPHANT. 

Tune — Battle  of  the  Nile. 

REJOICE  !  Rejoice  1  Frcdunia's  sons,  rejoice  ! 
And  swell  the  loud  trumpet  in  patriotic 
strain  ; 
Your  choice,  your  choice,  fair   freedom  is  yo*:r 
':  choice, 
Then  celebrate  her  triumphs  on  the  main. 


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For    the  trident  of  Neptune,   long   by    Britain 

wielded. 
At  length  to  Fredonia  reluctantly  is  yielded. 

Then  for  Hull,  Decatur,  Jones, 

And  for  Bainbridge,.  swell  the  tones, 

While  the  ready  hand  of  fame, 

Bright  emblazons  every  name, 
Brave    Lawrence,  gallant  Lawrence,    now    is 

shouted  with  acclaim. 

CHORUS. 

Huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  boys, 
Free    is  our  soil,    and    the    ocean    shall  be 
free, 
Our    tars,    shall   Mars,    protect    beneath  our 
stars. 
And  Freedom's  Eagle  hover  o?er  the  sea. 

Attend  !  attend  !  ye  gallant  tars,  attend  ! 

While  your  deeds  are  recounted  in    patriotic 
song  ; 
Ascend  !  ascend  !  your  banners  high  ascend, 
And  your    cannon  the   loud  chorus   still  pro- 
long. 
First    the    bold    Constitution     led    the     path  of 

The  gallant  little  Wasp  then  added  to  the  story  i 

Soon  a  brighter  glory  waits, 

The  renown'd  United  States, 

For  she  gave  Columbia's  fleet 

The  new  frigate  that  she  beat, 
While  the  famM  Constitution   sunk  another  in 

the  deep. 
Huzz*  !  huzza  !   huzza  !  &*. 


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Again  1  again  !  Columbia's  flag  again, 

Triumphantly  floats    where   Britannia's  used 

to  soar  ; 
In  vain  the  main  has  own'd  the  Peacock's  reign, 

Her  gaudy  rainbow-honours  are  no  more  I 
She  by  Lawrence,  in  the  Hornet,  was  so  neatly 

basted. 
A  better  roasted  bird,    Johnny  Bull  had  never 

tasted. 

Till  she  ended  her  career, 

Like  the  Java  and  Guerriere, 

For  the  Hornet's  sting  was  ply'd, 

Till  the  sea,  with  blushes  dy'd, 
Its    tyrant's  fifth  defeat  in  its  bosom    sought  to 

hide. 
Huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  &,c. 

Unite  !  unite  !  Columbia's  sons,  unite, 

And  hurl  on  aggressors  the  tempest  they  pro* 

voke, 
The  fight  is  right,  then  raise  your  sabres  bright, 
And  Britain  soon  shall  tremble  at  the  stroke. 
The  foe's  on  our  coast  !  put  youi  mountain-oaks 

in  motion, 
Fly  to   the  main,  for  «ur   wrongs  were  on  the 

ocean, 

There,  in  a  flood  of  fire, 

Every  tar  shall  breathe  his  ire, 

His  motto,   while  he  fights, 

Be  "  Free  Trade,  and  Sailors'  Rights,1 
Till  even  handed  Justice  ev'ry  injury  requites. 
Huzza  !  huzza  !  huzza  !  &c. 


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THE  HORNET  AND  PEACOCK. 

TILL  high  the  sparkling  bowl, 

Exult,  ye  hearts  of  fire  ! 
Columbia's  flag  unroll  ! 

The  deep-mouth'd  trump  inspire. 
Columbia's    wrongs    have    rous'd    Columbia's 
wrath, 

H^r  hardy  sons  have  issued  forth, 

To  try  in  glorious  fight  their  worth, 
And  vindicate  the  Seaman's  right,  thro*  fire  and 
deatk. 

Heard  ye  the  cannon  roar, 

Tremendous  o'er  the  main  i 
Saw  ye  the  floods  of  gore,         -: 

The  >ea's  green  wave  distairajfj*- 
*Tis  Britain's  and  Columbia's  fig       piyrh  raari ! 
In  dreadful  shock  our  seame  .  civ»ac, 
But  British  blood  profusely  flows,         # 
While  thro'  the    British    shif        -;  t€  avenging 
tempest"  pours. 

Tis  Lawrence  strikes  the  blow 

Joy  on  the  hero's  soul  ; 
Lo  !  on  the  hateful  foe 

The  sailors'  vengeance  roll. 
She  reels  ;  her  tall  masts  crack,  thunder  down; 

As  on  the  blood-stain'd  gunner's  deck, 

All  despair,  affr'ght  and  wreck. 
Now   Peake  to  Lawrence  yields  Britannia's  na- 
val crown. 

As  when  two  thunder  clouds  engage, 
And  the  fierce  lightnings  fly  ; 


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As  when  contending  tempests  rage, 
Black'ning  with  storms  the  sky  ; 

The  Hornet  so,  and  so  the  Peacock  met — 
'Tis  Lawrence  now  conducts  to  fame  j 
Exulting  seamen  praise  his  name, 

For  Britain's  flag  descends — once  more  her  star 
is  set. 

Brazil  !  thy  distant  shore 

Witness'd  Columbia's  might, 
When  England's  haughty  power 

Was  quell'd  in  equal  fight. 
Twas  justice  nerv'd  the   blow  which   valom 
gave, 

The  mighty  God  who  rules  the  world, 

Approved,  and  saw  confusion  hurl  d 
On  ocean's  boasted  lord,  who  dooms  the  seaman 
€  slave.' 


THE  HORNET. 

ALL  hail,  Columbia's  sons  !  once  more, 
Their  glory  beams  o'er  ocean  brigjit; 

All  welcome  to  their  native  shore, 
Triumphant  from  the  bloody  fight. 

CHORUS. 

Columbia's  sons  shall  ever  be, 
The  guardians  of  true  Liberty. 

Tfle  gallant  Lawrence  stemm'd  the  sea, 
Nor  fear'd  to  meet  the  haughty  foe  ; 

His  flag,  the  flag  of  Liberty, 

Flow'd  in  the  breeze  and  still  shall  flow 
Columbia's  sons,  &c» 


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A  bird  of  Albion's  daring  race, 

Fast  mov'd  along  on  airy  wing, 
The  Hornet  too  with  naval  grace, 

Prepar'd  to  dart  its  warmest  sting- 
Columbia's  sons,  &c. 

The  rage  of  battle  warmer  grew, 

Death  reign'd  wirh  haughty  triumph  there, 
The  thundVmg  broadsides  faster  flew, 

Whistling  along  the  floating  air. 
Columbia's  sons,  &c.  ^ 

But  lo  !  she  strikes  ;  the  Peacock's  crest, 
Fast  sinks  to  ocean's  coral  bed  ; 

Down,  down  she  goes  ;  there  let  her  rest, 
And  peace  attend  her  sleeping  dead. 
Columbia's  sons,  &c. 

High  in  the  glowing  scro\  of  feme, 

In  dazzling  tints,  this  deed  shall  shine 

And  there,  brave  Lawrence,  shall  thy  name 
Live  in  an  evei  lasring  shrine. 

Columbia's  sons  shall  be, 

The  guardians  of  true  Liberty. 


COLUMBIA  TRIUMPHANT. 


Tune,— 'Jars  of  Columbia* 

O'ER  Washington's  turrets,  exalced  on  high, 
The  Genius  of   Freedom,  dear  child   of  the 
sky, 
At  the  call  of  her  sons,  from  celestial  abodes, 
Quick    decended    from  Nestor,    Ambrosial, 
and  Gods. 


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CHORUS. 

For  she  heard  the  voice  of  War,  resounding 

wide  and  far, 
And  thus  ev'ry  jolly  tar  had  resolv'd  to  Hve 

free, 
And  burst  ev'ry  chain  of  abhor'd  tyranny. 

O'er  the  ample  expanse  quickly  glanced  her  eye' 

On  the  Land,  on  the  Sea,  on    the  clear  azure 

Sky, 

When  lo  !  her  own  Navy  hove  clearly  in  view, 

Her  Commodore's  Captains  and  bold  hearted 

Crew. 

Each  eager  for  the  fight,  to  maintain  a  Sai- 
lor's Right, 

By  Decatur,  Hull  and  Jones  led  on  to  vic- 
tory : 

The  voice  of  each  heart,  I  will  die  or  be 
free. 

Brave  Hull  led  the  van,  far  abaft  was  pale  fear, 
He  .soon    clear'd    the   decks  of  the  far  fam'd 
Guerriere, 
Left  neither  mast  nor  spars,  nor  standard  for  the 
wars, 
And  her  flames  glory   gleam'd  on  Columbia's 
Stars. 

Then  shout  a    loud   huzza,    our  tars   give 
Cannon  Law, 

They  were  not  press' d  aboard,  but  are  wil- 
ling, brave  and  free, 

To  conquer  or  die,  for  the   sweets  of  Li- 
berty. 

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The   fame  of  our  Jones,  shall  through  ages  re- 
main, 
His    Wasp  pluck'd   the  laurels  from    Britain 
and  Spain, 
Let  them  talk  of  ther  trophies  from  Gallia  won, 
We  will   match't   by  the  deeds  of  Columbia's 
Son. 

And  tell  the  British  tars  t'avoid  Columbian 

wars, 
By  Decatur,    Hull  and  Jones,  we're    led  to 

Victory. 
And  the  voice  of  each  heart   is    Til    die  or 

be  free. 

Decatur  then  rose  on  her  extended  view, 
The  Hero  of  Tripoli  quickly  she  knew, 

And  with  plaudits  aloud  hail'd  her  favorite  Son, 
When  he  laid  low  the  flag  of  the  proud  Ma- 
cedon. 

Loud  she  heard  the  cannons  roar,  and  re- 
echo from  the  shore, 

Britons  boasting  is  no  more,  for  the  tars  of 
Liberty 

Have  rights,  and  will  conquer,  will  die  or 
be  free. 


Brave  Stewart,   Bainbridge,    Porter    with  full 
sails  come  on 
In  the  glorious  path,  like  our  great  Washing- 
ton, 
With  heart,  and  with  hand  in    support  of  our 
laws, 
To    spend    their    best    blood    in    Columbia's 
cause: 


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Loud    hear  our  cannons    roar  and   re-echo 

from  the  shore, 
Proud  Britons  i  no  more  n»e  Tars 

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Have    righi  ill   conquer,  will  die  or 

be  tree. 


COLUMBIA'S  BULWARK. 
Tune — l    Hal   Columbia?* 

HAIL  !  ye  heroes  of  the  sea  ! 

Hail  !  ye  sons  of  Liberty  ! 

Supporters  of  Columbia's  cause  ; 
Supporters  of  Columbia's  cause  ; 

Who  snatch'd  the  trident  of  the  wave, 

And  whirl'd  it  o'er  the  sailor's  grave. 
Who  with  our  ocean  warriors  fought, 
And  freedom  with  our  life's  blood  bought, 
Whose  breasts  their  country's  cause  inspires, 
Whose  bosoms  Independence  fires. 

CHORUS. 

Round  the  festive  board  now  join, 
Taste  with  us  the  sparkling  wine, 
Let  each  bumper  bring  to  mind, 
Heroes  to  the  grave  resign'd. 

Hail!  brave  Hull  !  a  country's  boast  ; 
The  noblest  guardian  of  our  coast, 

Who  first  triumphant  sail'd  the  deep  ; 

Who  first  triumphant  sail'd  the  deep  ; 
And  long  proud  Dacres  will  regret, 
The  day  when  he  the  hero  met 

But  boldly  fighting  by  his  side 

In  honour's  lap  a  warrior  died, 


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Whose  loss  we'll  mourn,  deplore  his  doom 
Till  death  shall  sweep  us  to  the  tomb. 

Round  the  festive  board  now  join, 
Taste  with  us  the  sparkling  wine, 
Let  each  bumper  bring  to  mind, 
Bush  into  the  grave  i  esign'd. 

Hail  !  brave  Jones  !  a  country's  pride, 

The  second  hero  of  the  tide  : 

Whose  Wasp's  sharp  sting  soon  mortal  prov'd. 
Whose  Wasp's  sharp  sting  soon  mortal  prov'd, 

Who  like  some  wild  and  heedless  rake, 

A  glorious  Frolic  chanc'd  to  take  ; 

And  taught  those  boasters  of  the  waves, 
Columbia's  sons  would  ne'er  be  slaves  > 
ReceivM  a  country's  warmest  praise, 
Tnat  deckt  hi*  brow  with  honour's  lays. 

Round  ihe  festive  board  now  join, 
Taste  with  us  the  sparkling  wine, 
Let  each  bumper  bring  to  mind, 
Heroes  to  the  grave  resign  d. 

Hail  !  Decatur!  freedom's  child, 

O:   whom  kind  fortune  prosp'rous  snuJ%d  ^ 

Who  s  fame  was  stamp'd  at  Tripoli  ; 

Who's  fame  was  sta.n,)  d  at  Tripoli  ; 
And  who  triumphant  to  our  shore, 
The  Macedonian  boldly  bore  ; 

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But  ah  1  once  mure  we  weep  and  mourn, 
For  him  Who'll  ne'er  again  return. 
Who  fought  and  died  upon  the  wave, 
And  found  at  length  a  watery  grave  4 


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Round  the  festive  board  now  join, 
Tastewith  us  the  sparkling  wine  ; 
Let^tthj      nper  bring  to  mind 
i    Fujgk.  e  grave  resign'd. 

Hail  !  nob  *r!dge  !  patriot  hail  ! 

Who  waf  eav'nly  gale, 

Exulti.p  ^»e  raging  main  ; 

Exulting  ploug;  B  raging  main  > 

And  when  the   J&k  lescned, 

Soon  check'd  her  c  krsubdu'd  her  pride  i 

But  ah  !    a  hero'  J  aton'd, 

Who  'neath  the  tat./shot  long  groan'd, 
'Till   A'afted  to  his  native  >iore, 
Then  sunk  in  de        jfto  rise  no  more. 

Round  the  ve  board  now  join, 

Taste  wil  the  sparkling  wine  ; 

Let  each  be     per  brir     to  mind, 
Alluyn  to  the  grave  r.   ign'd. 


THE  AMERICAN  NAVY. 
Tuie — K(  The  zvandering  sailor   ptoics  the  main.1 

YE  honest  tars  of  Yankee  mould, 
Whose  gallant  actions  fame  has  told  ! 
Permit  a  brother  tar  to  greet, 
The  flag  of  our  "  Mosquitoe  Fleet," 
Which  yon  have  taught  to  triumph  o'er 
The  flag  which  rul'd  the  waves  before*! 

Our  Constitution  first  began 
To  assert  the  equal  "  rights  of  man," 
In  that  domaii  where  Britain's  pride 
Those  rights  to  other  realms  denied— 

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But  Hull  soon  sent  her  Guerriere's  bones 
To  seek  a  birth  with  <r  Davy  Jones." 

Our  little  Wasp  on  dauntless  wing, 
Had  flown  aboard  to  try  her  sting, 
And  being  both  alert  and  brave, 
She  took  a  Frolic  on  the  wave  ; 
But  this  so  far  impair'd  her  might, 
A  stronger  g1  Foeman,>  stopt  her  flight. 

A  happier  victory  the  fates 
Decrees  for  the  United  States — 
Decatur,  on  that  brilliant  day, 
Might  Ci  vem}  vidt,  vta,1*  say  f 
For  Britain's  naval  empire  shook 
When  he  the  Macedonian  took  ! 

Again  the  Constitution  weigh'd, 
To  distant  realms  our  stars  displayed  , 
Where  Bainbridge,  fir'd  by  manly  zeal, 
Made  arrogance  his  prowess  feel ; 
For  there  he  soild  his  vaunting  foe, 
And  laid  the  Java's  standard  low  ! 

Our  ships  are  staunch,  our  tars  are  brave 
As  ever  dar'd  affront  the  wave  ; 
We  wish — when  they  abroad  must  roam- 
To  bear  the  peaceful  olive  home — 
But  if  insulting  foes  they  meet, 
With  laurels  they  will  load  our  fleet  ! 

Superior  traits  of  nautic  skill, 
Columbia's  "  log  book"  oft  shall  fill  ; 
And  there  eacfo  gallant  captain's  name 
This  verse  shall  consecrate  to  fame-—* 


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"  From  equal  force  he'll  never  fly, 
a  But  conquer,  or  most  nobly  die  I 


AMERICA  INDEPENDENT. 
Tune — u  Yankee  doodle. " 

YE  gallant  sons  of  liberty, 

Who  bravely  have  defended 
Your  country's  cause  by  land  or  sea, 

And  to  her  cause  attended. 

CHORUS 

With  Yankee  Doodle  Doodle  doo, 
Yankee   Doodle  dandy  ; 
Our  tars  will  show  the  haughty  foe, 
Columbia's  sons  are  handy. 

Upon  the  ocean's  wide  domain, 
Our  tars  are  firm  and  true,  sirs, 

And  freedom's  cause,  they  will  maintain, 
With  yankee  doodle  doo,  sirs. 

With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

The  fourth  day  of  July  *tis  said, 
That  day  will  Britain  rue,  sirs, 

When  an  independent  tune  we  play'd, 
Call'd  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs. 
With  Yankee,  &c. 

Columbia's  sons  did  then  declare, 

They  would  be  independent  ; 
And  for  king  George,  they  would  not  care, 
j         Nor  yet  for  his  descendant. 

With  Yankee  Doodle,  Sec. 


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For  the  prince  regent  thought  he'd  sent, 

A  fleet  10  take  our  few,  sirs, 
But  when  to  sea  our  sailors  went, 

They  play'd  'em  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs 
With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

For  first  bold  Hull  the  Guerriere  met, 

And  'twas  a  glorious  day,  sirs, 
Cried  Dacres  give  those  boys  a  sweat, 

And  show  them  British  play,  sirs. 
With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

But  Hull  that  story  dill  not  like, 
So  return'd  them  s]jots  a  few,  sirs, 

Which  caus'd  the  British  flag  to  strike, 
To  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs. 

With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Now  next  bolil  Jones  the  Frolic  took, 

Upon  the  ocean  too,  sirs, 
O  how  the  British  ship  she  shook, 

To  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs. 

With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c 

For  Jones  so  smart  a  tune  did  play, 
That  it  made  the  British  sing,  sirs, 

And  Whinyates  to  his  men  did  say, 
How  hard  that  Wasp  did  sting,  sirs. 
With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c. 

Sure  Whinyates  thought  our  guns 

Could'nt  take  a  Frolic  too,  sirs 
But  soon  he  struck  his  marrow  bones, 

To  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs. 

With  Yankee  DoodU,  &.c. 


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Twas  next  the  Macedonian  met, 
Brave  commodore  Decatur, 

A  Yankee  ship,  cried  he,  Til  bet, 
Prepare,  my  boys,  to  take  her. 
With  Yankee  Doodle,  Sec. 

For  Garden  thought  he  had  us  tight, 
Just  so  did  Dacres  too,  sirs, 

But  brave  Decatur  put  him  right, 
With  Yankee  Doodle  doo,  sirs. 

With  Yankee  Doodle,  &c 


ML   COLUMBIA'S  NAVAL  ANNALS. 

IN  the  tight  Constitution,  our  hero  departed, 
Who  had  Iearn'd  how  to  fight  or  to  fly  v 

His  ship,  she  was  staunch,  and  his  crew  honest 
hearted, 
All  determin'd  to  conquer  or  die. 

They  met  with  a  Warrior,  by  name  and  by  nar 
ture, 
That  had  challeng'd  the  whole  Yankee  fleet, 
Our  sailors,  they  stood,  every   man  at  his  sta- 
tion, 
The  Briton  disdain'd  to  retreat. 

In   a  broadside   or    two,    not    a  mast  was   lef* 
standing, 
T^e  deck  it  was  cover'd  with  slain  ; 
So  Hull  gave  the  Guerriere  a  good  reprimand- 
ing 
•For  disturbing  the  rights  of  the  main. 


142 


The  tight  little  Wasp  stung  the  foe  in  the  ten- 
der, 
Though    they    thought   to   have    captur'd    <t 
gem; 
For  when  her  hot   bullets   had  made  them  sur 
render, 
'Twas  no  longer  a  Frolic  to  them. 

And  Decatur,  the  Sailor's  delight  and  his  glory, 
Who  once  fought  on  the  Barbary  main  ; 

Determin'd  to  glitter  for  ever  in  story, 
Claims  the  merited  laurels  again. 

He  has  done,  what  the  boys  of  antiquity  nev( 
Could  do,  or  believed  could  be  done  ; 

For  the  great  Macedonian  unconquered  ever. 
His  skill  and  his  valour  have  won 

Then  drink  to  our  Seamen,  the  pride  of  the  na- 
tion, 

Whose  valour's  unequall'd  in  war  ; 
No  stain  shall  e'er  sally  the  proud  reputation 

Of  the  gallant  American  Tar, 


THE  END. 


INDEX. 


ALL  hail |  Columbia's  sons,  once  more,  131 

A  new  way  in  battle  to  give  sailors  spunk,  115 

*  Arise  !  arise  !  Columbia's  sons  arise  !  91 

As  Neptune  trac'd  the  azure  main,  62 

•As  the  pride  of  Decatur  the  brave,  119 

At  sea  captain  Hull  fell  in  with  John  Bull —  6 

Avast  !  says  captain  Dacres,  7 

Awake  !  awake  !  to  glory  wake  !  37 

Brave  sons  of  Freedom,  go,  83 

Britannia's  gallant  streamers,  9 

•Columbia's  sons,  your  sires  address  you,  32 

•Columbia's  sons,  for  ever  brave,  -59 

Comrades,  join  the  flag-  of  glory,  79 

•Come,  all  you  boys,  who  Freedom  prize,  121 

•Come,  come,  my  lads,  the  glasses  raise  ;  87 

Fill  high  the  sparkling  bowl,  130 

•Friendship  toev'ry  gen'rous  mind,  69 
From  dungeons  of  Britain,  which  float  on  the  main, 
•Gallants  attend,  and  hear  a  friend, 
•God  save  America, 

Hail  !  time  propitious  !  hail  the  coming  day,  67 

•Had,  Columbia,  happy  land,  50 

Hail,  Muse  !  inspire  the  cause,  H 

*Hail  !  ye  heroes  of  the  sea!  135 
Hark,  hark  !  o'er  ocean's  subject  wave, 
Hark,  hark  !  the  war-hoop  sounds  !  what  yelling  !         42 

•How  blest  the  life  a  sailor  leads,  80 
•How  blest  the  life  a  soldier  leads, 

•In  a  chariot  of  light  from  the  regions  of  day,  22 

•In  a  mouldering  cave,  a  wretched  retreat,  10S 

In  ancient  times,  no  matter  where,  2> 

In  the  tight  Constitution  one  hero  departed,  141 

Let  glory  proclaim  to  the  hills  of  the  west,  1QS 


Lo  !  where  yon  shore  enrapturM  stands  displayed,  53 

Muse,  v  uke  the  song1,  13 

^Jight.    .   ssed  night,  had  gently  spread,  78 

Ne  more  of  such  blathering  nonsense,  89 

Kow  hurope's  convult'd  with  tlie  discord  of  war,  46 

O'er  the  rough  main,  with  flowing  sheet,  24 

*0'er  "Washington's  turrets  exalted  on  high,  132 

Old  Homer  1 — but  what  have  we  with  him  to  do  f  30 

"On  a  cruise  we  set  sail,  with  a  prosperous  gale,  117 

On  wings  of  glory,  swift  as  light,  5 

"Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  Fredonia's  sons  rejoice,  127 

Resolv'd  for  a  chase,  55 

*The  British  long  have  rul'd  the  seas,  1U9 

The  genius  of  Freedom  of  unsullied  fame,  B8 

The  sun  inclm'd  in  western  heaven,  16 

To  arms,  to  arms,  in  haste  arouse,  54 

•To  no  monarch  no  tyrant  in  robes  we  will  sing,  11 

*To  the  court  of  old  Neptune,  the  God  of  the  sea,  94 

What  distant  thunders  rend  the  skies,  48 

Wiien  Gucrrierre,  Uacres,  from  Halifax  sail'd,  19 

*  When  brazen  trumpets  from  afar,  V2  1- 

"When  Freedom's  sons,  at  Heav'n's  command,  71 
When  our  f  thers  of  yore  hove  in  sight  of  this  shore, 
•While  hurope's  mad    I'ow'rs  o'er  th<    ocean   are 

ranging, 

•Ye  brave  defenders  of  your  countrj  's  cause,  3 
Ye  brave  sons  of  Freedom,  whose  bosoms  beat  high,  1 10 

Ye  demos  attend,  and  yc  federalists  too,  126 

"Ye  gallant  sons  of  liberty,  V>9 

Ye  honest  tars  of  Yankee  mould,  1, 

"Ye  sons  oi'  Columbia,  who  cherish  the  prize,  64 
•Ye  tars  of  Columbia,  the  tru  npet  oi'.fame, 

"Ye  true  honest  demo's  and  friuuis  of  the  nation,  45 

You  good  fellows  all,  1U5 

Young  Jersey  Blue,  attend  the  call,  43 

Those  to  which  ah  asterisk  (*)  are  affixed  are  set  to 
music,  or  their  tunes  inserted  to  other  songs  in  this  same 
book. 


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